Wade glanced at the clock again. An edge of worry began to invade his thoughts. Scott was almost an hour late.
His gaze swept the kitchen. The grout on the counters seemed gray, the walls needed paint, and the cabinet hardware was dull from use. He told himself to relax, he was too anxious. But it had been months since Scott had taken the time to come by the house. So why tonight?
Wade remembered when Scott called more than two years ago to tell him about his new job. “It’s time you stopped hopping from place to place and settled down,” Wade had said, just a little fatherly advice.
“Yeah, well this one’s different, it’s, ah . . . . It’s what I need to do right now,” Scott had said.
Wade thought “need to do” was an odd phrase, but when he’d pressed, Scott had turned quiet. Thinking about it now, Wade realized that was when things had changed between them. Since that day, he’d suspected that Scott was hiding something. Maybe they could talk about it tonight.
Wade glanced at the clock again. Only two minutes later than the last time he’d looked. From the corner of his eye he caught Maggie studying him. ...
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