“So tell me.”
Matt sat on a chair at one of a few tables, upon which Brinley meant to serve customers. His business was to be mostly a grab and go, but he might allow a few to linger, to order in, or let them sit while he got their orders ready. Many of the locals liked to gossip, and they could do so in comfort here. And he would listen to discover their wants and woes, needs and dreams. But all that lay in a future yet to unfold; Matt wanted to hear of his past.
“I was happy with Chris, and not because I was being rebellious, or falling in love.” Brinley leaned his elbows on the counter. “You never understood that Christopher and I had fun. For the first time in my life, I found someone to laugh with who didn’t fear me or my abilities. Wasn’t especially wowed by them, either. That was
