Summer Love Box Set by J.D. Walker

Author:J.D. Walker [Walker, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2018-07-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

I called Chip at EnerGen to give him an update. Then I texted Lee a brief summary of the day’s drama, and he responded with a request to come over after work to help out. I sent him the address.

Lastly, I contacted the management office at my apartment complex and informed them I would be breaking the lease. I got the spiel about lost deposits and money owed, then told them I’d be moving out on Saturday.

By the time I finished with all the calls, Rhys had returned and put away the groceries in the kitchen. It was four o’clock in the afternoon.

“Everything done?” he asked after gulping down a bottle of water. He was sweaty from the trip and it was humid outside.

“Yeah. I’m off for the rest of the week, and I’ll move out of the apartment on the weekend.”

“I’ll help.” He sounded eager.

“Be glad to have it. I suspect Lee will help, too. We’ll rent a moving van for a day and get all that stuff out, clean up the place. Shouldn’t take long, since I didn’t have much anyway.”

“I think Lee likes you.”

I wish. “How would you know?”

“It’s the way he looks at you. He’s always touching you, brushing your shoulder, your hand.”

“While that would be nice, honestly? I’m just glad to have him as a friend, even if nothing else happens.” A thought struck me. “Wait, how do you know when a guy is crushing on another guy? Is there something you’re not telling me?” I expected blushing or hesitance, but Rhys was straightforward.

“I’m not blind. It’s easy to see. You’re just too caught up in the guy and what you see as your, I don’t know, not being good enough for him, or some shit? Oh, and I figured out recently that I like guys and girls.”

After that bombshell, we were silent as Rhys tapped his finger on the kitchen table. “How long do you think Dad will be in prison?”

“Could be seven years, or more.”

“Fuck.”

“Yeah.” I changed the subject. “I’m hungry. You too, right?”

“Starving.” Nothing new there.

“Sandwiches work for now? I gotta go back to the apartment and get clothes and stuff for the rest of the week. And your favorite ice cream, too. Though it might melt on the way back here.”

“Leave it until Saturday. We can celebrate then. I’ll make root beer floats.” Rhys liked to make his floats with mint chocolate chip. It was an acquired taste.

“Cool. Get the sandwich meat and bread out of the fridge, please? I need to check the rest of the house real quick.”

I left him in the kitchen and ran upstairs. My old room looked just as I’d left it, weeks ago. It seemed a little foreign now. I’d gotten used to my little place at Safe Haven.

I walked passed Rhys’s room and opened the door to Dad’s former sleeping quarters. It smelled awful. I opened the windows to get some air in there. Clothes lay all over the floor, and the sheets were soiled with…Actually, I didn’t really want to know.

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