Chapter 6
After Rhys left later that afternoon, Lee looked over at me from where he sat on the rickety futon. He was on one end of it, and I the other. Rhys had sat between us while the movie played. Lee’s gaze disturbed me a little, because I wasn’t sure what he was thinking.
We’d just finished one of the Expendables movies—blood and gore everywhere, just like Rhys—and apparently Lee—liked. I didn’t really care one way or another. I knew one thing, though. The futon was a piece of s**t. I would have to replace it as soon as I could set the funds aside. My back was killing me.
“Can I ask you a question, under the heading of a friend who gets me?”
I nodded.
Lee leaned forward to place his elbows on his knees and chin in his hands. “Tell me to butt out or whatever, but, have you ever ha
