Chapter 8
Rudy and Gideon did discover new things about one another, and they did make memories, as 2017 unfolded.
“You have a tattoo! How did I miss this our first night, or…or in the closet?” Rudy rolled his eyes. The phrase, Gideon knew it was troubling.
“You and Dash had a great conversation. You’ll get there. You’ll tell him soon.”
“It was the longest we’ve talked in years.” Rudy turned over to face Gideon in bed. “I’m glad you were there. It felt like…almost like I wasn’t hiding, except I kept thinking, any minute now, Dash is going to ask, ‘Are you handcuffed to a closet rod?’”
Gideon pulled him closer. “But he didn’t.”
“No. So…Monopoly…” Rudy touched each icon drawn in ink down Gideon’s arm, starting just below the bicep.
“Yep. Boot, wheelbarrow, little dog. Me, Randall, and
