Chapter 3
Cam’s childhood bedroom turned out to be standard issue. Random band posters, baseball memorabilia, action figures, and books were tucked away in predictable ways. A small window was centered in the far wall and underneath was a twin bed neatly made up with Star Wars sheets. “I don’t think we’re gonna fit on that.”
“I’ll sleep on the couch,” Cam offered.
“I don’t want to put you out in your own house.”
“You’re getting the raw deal. That bed is microscopic. I’ll be more comfortable on the couch.”
“Ever the gentleman.” Nolan sat his overnight bag on the bed and looked out the window into the back yard where Rick was back at work weeding the landscaping. “I really did come off looking like a dumb ass.”
Cam laughed again but only just a chuckle. “No, man. It’s cool.”
“Well, I’
