Chapter 1Philip checked his cell phone again. Adam still wasn’t answering. He hadn’t responded to Philip’s text messages and there were no missed calls. Normally, if he had stood Philip up or was running late, he would be calling or texting in with a wave of apologies, asking for forgiveness because he was dealing with other things. This time, there was nothing.
It was becoming a bit of a habit and Philip was getting fed up with it. He could understand that Adam had other things to do on Sunday morning—his parents made him go to church and Adam said he couldn’t say no to them about that—but he was always free by the time lunch came around. They had been meeting each other for lunch for the last six months, right from the first date. It was a little ritual for them.
Obviously, Adam didn’t
