Pablo was holding a stack of photographs in his hands, focusing on making a selection of the ones that either included his dad in them or had sentimental reasons to his dad. Dinner was over a few minutes ago, but he and Keenan remained seated around the dining table. There were several stacks of photographs on the table. Having been friends for years when they were younger, they had plenty of photographs to check out. He was almost halfway through the stack in his hands when Keenan elbowed his arm to grab his attention. He paused for a brief moment and turned toward Keenan.
“What?”
“I noticed something over the past few months of hanging out with you.”
Pablo smirked at Keenan. “I know what you’re going to say.”
Keenan chuckled in response. “Yeah?”
“Uh-huh. You’ll be telling me how gor
