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Chapter 9
I walked back into the living room and sat on the sofa, perpendicular to Finn. “Thanks for letting me take that.” “No problem. I was just sitting here getting drunk. The vodka goes down like water sometimes. Not that I have a problem. Some people would disagree with me, though.” I told him more about Kade, my friendship with the man, and how we weren’t lovers. Then I rambled about personal issues in Kade’s life: an alcoholic aunt, divorced parents, a lakeside cottage in Maine that just happened to be a money pit, and Kade’s infatuation with rugby and sleeping with young athletes. Finn said, “He sounds like a nice guy.” I nodded and thought about helping myself to another shot of vodka, but realized I had plenty. “He’s the best friend anyone would want to have.” “We all need best frien
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