Chapter 17
The car ride from the theater was a silent one. Usually Carlos and Eugenio talked each other’s ears off, though not this time. Both were silent, and even worse, not nuzzled up against each other. Both had things on their mind, things that they did not want the other to know about. At least not yet.
The night had started like any other, but the strangeness they both felt grew with each passing second they spent together.
Eugenio was especially squirmy. What Beto had said earlier about Carlos leaving got to him in more ways than he wanted to admit. He knew why Carlos had left, yet somehow those words stung because there was some slight truth to that scenario. If Carlos did leave, then what would happen? Where would he be?
They really had just met, and even though they had a st
