Chapter 4The next morning I awoke in Adam’s chaotic room, wondering how someone at college could have left such a mess behind. It felt nice not to be rushing around getting ready for church for once, but I still felt a twinge of guilt about it. Surprisingly, Dawn had told me there were churches in the gay community, but she didn’t attend every week.
Dawn had let me wear a pair of pajama pants and a baggy T-shirt to bed, but now I changed into my waitress uniform, having no other options. When I entered the living room, I realized I was the only person awake in the house. I crept out the back door and picked up Dawn’s skateboard. Taking on the ramp alone seemed like a stupid thing to do. I didn’t want to put on all of that safety equipment, anyway. Instead I rolled around on the patch of c
