That afternoon, Jimmy continued his exploration of the cabin. Behind the door on the opposite side of the fireplace from the bedroom was a pantry. In it he found several boxes of dry cereal. For lunch they feasted on dry Corn Flakes and Wheaties.
As they sat at the table, Henry said, “There’s something I need to tell you.”
Jimmy looked at him, smiling. “Okay. Shoot. I’m all ears.”
“Yesterday when you asked me about myself…there was something very important I left out.”
At Henry’s serious tone, Jimmy’s face sobered.
“I had a partner for eight years. His name was Jeremy. Two years ago he died of cancer.”
Jimmy reached out and laid a hand on Henry’s forearm. “I’m so sorry.”
Henry covered Jimmy’s hand. “It’s okay. I’m at peace with it.”
They sat for several minutes in silence. Then ten
