Chapter 7
When David arrived at Jared’s house that night, holding a bowl of lemons and a beaten-up telescope, he knew that he looked crazy.
“You have interesting seduction strategies, Mr. Weathers,” Jared said, opening the doorway.
“The lemons are from Marisol, and I thought that we might want to look at the stars. It became kind of a weird Christmas Eve tradition in my family.”
Jared chuckled and took the bowl of lemons as he opened the door for David to enter.
“There’s nothing weird about it,” Jared said. “The lemons are actually kind of for you, well, for both of us. As for the telescope, well, it’s funny you brought it. About a week ago, right after I finished that project I told you about, I spent about twenty minutes just sitting outside staring at the stars.”
“Why do you have
