The gym was new, too, twice as big as the one he’d grown up with, and right now, Depeche Mode drifted out through the open doors, trying to entice him into venturing over the threshold and into the past.
He couldn’t do it.
Tatum was already inside, probably dancing herself silly with Rocky though she’d been reluctant to leave Jett alone. He greeted everyone who arrived, sometimes talking for more than a minute if they expressed any desire to reminisce, but more than that was beyond his capabilities. A few cast curious glances when he remained on the sidewalk instead of joining them. Nobody invited him in.
Without Trev, it seemed rather pointless.
The band was already here, ensconced in the locker room long before the first guests showed. Megan had popped out when Jett and Tatum strolle
