Chapter Seventeen
“Will you please tell Jodie about us…”—I don’t immediately know how to quantify my relationship with Troy—“…meeting up.” By the time he’s preparing for his final exams, more than two years after he first contacted me, we’ve been seeing each other almost every month. As it turned out, I did have spare time to bestow on another human being. Of course, these hours I spend with Troy can’t be compared with courting a lover. Yet, I find myself anticipating our meetings, often in student bars in Berkeley where I stick out like a sore thumb. Because of what he represents in my life. A small part of Jodie. The more we see of each other, the more of Jodie I recognize in him. His sense of social justice, I gather, is much more evolved than his peers’.
“I don’t know how she will re
