“Some of the guys tried to spread a rumor that we were gay, but that was ridiculous and everyone knew it. We were just…really close. I felt like I died myself that day.”
The longing to blurt out the truth was so intense that Charlie nearly grabbed Daniel’s big hand in the special handshake they’d created as children. But other people were approaching, so he changed what he longed to say into something innocuous. “That kind of friendship’s really rare,” he murmured.
“Yeah.” Daniel nodded. “But losing half of myself can’t be nearly as bad as waking up with no memories at all. Was it hard to learn about yourself from other people?”
There was something eerily familiar about Charlotte Duncan, he thought as he encouraged her to talk. More than just having seen her face on TV…some elusive mann
