The reunion was packed. Even though Royce, their class president, lived in a more affluent neighborhood with a curved double-ended driveway, cars were parked against the curb for two houses in either direction. Felix dropped Blake off, so Blake could use ‘my ride is here, gotta go’ as an escape excuse, then they could spend the rest of the day together.
“I’ll be here at three on the dot unless you text me and request otherwise,” Felix said. He took Blake’s hand in his. “Good luck, and remember it has been ten years. There’s a chance they aren’t all assholes anymore. Say what you came to say and have fun.”
Blake smiled uneasily. “Yes, Mom. I’ll play nice with the other kids.”
Felix laughed. “I’m sure you will. But if you need me to kick anyone’s ass on the playground, I’ll be ‘round like
