“It’s small, I know, about six hundred square feet, but it’s all yours. This is your home now, Tyrell.”
“Look, call me Ty, would you please? The only person who calls me Tyrell is my dad, and that’s when he wants to make a point. And…and I know what you’re going to do to me and…and I’m kind of okay with that, but…”
“But not being reminded of your father will make it easier?”
I nodded.
“All right.”
“Thanks.”
He unlocked the door and pushed it open, and for a second, I thought he was going to scoop me up in his arms and carry me across the threshold, which would have been embarrassing, us both being guys and all and him being only a few inches taller.
Although he didn’t pick me up, he did touch me. His hand was cool on the small of my back as he urged me to enter—I could feel it even
