Chapter 9May 29, 2002, the morning before the senior pool party
Kaden biked the mile from his parents’ home to David’s. He had a tough time falling asleep the night before. He’d ignored all the signs the last few weeks that their friendship had gotten more complicated.
He knew David wanted to be more than friends with benefits, and he thought maybe it wasn’t too late for both of them to stay in Orlando. Kaden’s own parents might actually be actually be happy if didn’t go to Emory. He wondered if David had the same thoughts. Maybe go to school here, instead of UCLA?
LA was so far. At least with Emory, Atlanta was just a few hours’ drive.
When he pulled up to David’s house, he texted him. No answer. Then he decided to call. It was ten A.M., so David should have been up already. Most of D
