“Hi, Henry,” Darrin said to the security guard at the entrance to his apartment building.
“Good evening. How did the show go today?”
“It was good,” Darrin answered, not all that enthusiastically.
Henry looked at him questioningly. “Something wrong?”
“No, it was fine. I’m fine, just tired. Two performances on Sundays after five during the week take it out of you.”
Darrin didn’t want to go into the real reason he was feeling down. He admonished himself for letting Henry see that he was feeling self-pity because Brad was dragging his feet. After all, he was lucky to have Brad in his life at all, given how closeted the man had been just a year ago. Darrin just had to suck it up and be patient.
As if reading his mind, Henry said, “Mr. Grabosky just took Dolly out for a walk. Said to tell
