Chapter 13
An awkward silence filled the car on the way back to
the shelter. Alex stared at the dark, half-empty streets and
wondered what he could possibly say to get Jamie to talk to him
again. Fine…the word echoed in his mind, and Jamie hadn’t
looked at him when he stood up, or when he helped Alex clean the
table, and he hadn’t said another word. Not I’m sorry, not
let’s forget about this, not look Alex, can’t we just be
friends?
Just fine, that was it, and Alex wanted to shout at him,
piss him off, get him angry enough to yell back because at least
then he wouldn’t be so quiet, and there wouldn’t be that
desperation in his eyes that Alex didn’t like one bit.
But what could he possibly say to get Jamie to talk to him
again, to see that sunshine smile light up the night and
