Matt
James sent a text sometime after eleven asking to meet Matt in the morning. He was more relieved than he was willing to admit to anyone, and the thought of finally being able to see James was really alright for himself, had lifted a heavy weight from his chest he hadn’t known had been weighing him down. But Matt didn’t think about his problems with James too much now that he had something to appease those concerns.
But he was worried.
He rolled around restlessly in his brother’s bed. He hated pulling the wool over Jakey’s eyes. Aside from not being very good at it, he hated lying more than anything. When pressed into a corner he could probably pull off a Brian that would make anyone else believe it, but it was a lost cause with his uncle. One look at Matt and he’d spot the subtle d
