Then there was another noise, another figure in the dusk, and Max sat down on the floor beside them. “You’d better tell us, man, so we can all go to sleep. If something’s upsetting you, we need to know so we can go kick someone’s ass if we have to.”
Meg went on, “It’s dark and we can’t see each other. It’s easy to say things that way. It’s not like it’s in the sunlight, where it makes it real. Nothing’s real in the dark, honey.”
Shane saw his brother sit up. There was a sliver of moonlight that shone onto his arm, onto his bare chest when he raised his arm to wipe his eyes. He sighed. “f**k it. I don’t care. I can’t hide it anymore.”
“It’s okay, dude,” Max said. “We don’t even know you if that helps, right? It’s easier to tell strangers some things, because they don’t know you and won’t
