The two men had not said much since they emerged out onto the balcony. The wind bit their faces—so intense and fierce it was painful.
Robert blew out a sigh. This is stupid. Let him finish that blasted cigarette and we go back inside. “Do you really want to be out here? It’s freezing. This is ridiculous.”
Ethan’s face was alabaster in the dark. “It feels good to me. Refreshing. Can’t you indulge me, just this once?”
As if I haven’t been indulging you from the day you moved in here…“I don’t know, Ethan.” Robert stared out, straining to see Lake Michigan. But where the water should be was a black void. He shrugged. “Have it your way. We came out here to have a talk, and talk we will.” He eyed the young man. “Even if our words are impeded by chattering teeth.”
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