AN HOUR AFTER LOVE making that night, our bodies remained close. Sean always seemed unwilling to let go, even once we settled in for the night.
“Can I ask you a question?” I whispered through the shadows.
His heavy lids half-covered his eyes but he nodded.
“Where’s your mother? I mean, Kyle, and Daniel, Josh—their mother isn’t around, either. I’ve been wondering about it.”
His eyes fully opened. “It’s complicated,” he said after a couple of beats.
“So, you won’t tell me?”
“It just means it’s complicated. I’ll tell you, if you’re certain you want to know, but you won’t like it.”
My own fatigue stripped away in a flash. “I think I should know now you’ve said that.”
He stared into me for moments. “My mother lives far enough away for her to be safe.”
I tried to evaluate what that mean
