“That’s really good.”
“Yeah.”
“There is this small place near my old apartment that’s kind of part cafe, part bookstore. I made a couple of friends there when I first was looking for somewhere with good Wi-Fi to work in. And there’s a bar I’ve been going to for over a year now, where they have some live music, and poetry recitals, things like that. It’s actually closer to my new place, so, that works out pretty good.”
“I’m glad you have some people around you,” Beto says, remembering hours of conversations about Aiden’s family and how much of an outcast he had been growing up. That Aiden is hundreds of miles from his home town in Denver and hasn’t said a word about anything back home tells Beto a lot. He won’t push, though if he keeps thinking like that there will be so many things they
