A year went by, and then one Saturday evening around six o’clock while we watched a movie on Netflix, Rodney made an announcement.
“I have a date.” My head snapped in his direction.
“What do you…You have a date? Who is it?”
“Remember Ben? One of the groomsmen from…well, you know. I saw him at the grocery store last week and we got to talking. One thing led to another and he asked me out on a date.” I noted how Rodney fidgeted with the remote control.
“Wow, I…I guess I didn’t expect this.” I was used to it being just the two of us all the time, and the occasional outing with mutual friends.
“Nothing’s changed, Royce. I still love you. I always will. But you’ve been through a lot, betrayed by the men in your life who told you they loved you, and I don’t think it’s fair to you, or even m
