Chapter 23
When Gavin was younger, Friday was date night. There was always a party somewhere to crash, bars to hang out in, things to do. Movies, dinners, s*x. The whole week seemed to drag by until five o’clock Friday rolled around, and then he was out the door. When he was in his twenties, he’d always assumed Fridays would be play time, like recess in elementary school, a reward for being a responsible adult the rest of the week. Saturdays were good, too, but by then, the weekend was half over, and Sundays he had to start thinking about Monday and work. But Friday held the promise of fun.
Now on Fridays he can’t wait for the end of the workday for a different reason. He has a 3:45 comp class he always tries to wrap up early, then he heads out, but not on a date. Even once he and Brody
