Chapter 3
The funeral was the very next day. Somehow, he got up, showered, and dressed, only to realize he hadn’t considered how to get to get to the church. Keys dangled off a hook near the front door. The keys to Jimmy’s sedan. Matthew felt a weight settle in his stomach. Could he drive Jimmy’s car to Jimmy’s funeral?
Listen to his favorite country station. Probably a fast food bag or two in there.
Matthew’s heart ached, heavy with sorrow. It might prove to be hard, but he figured it was his only option. Then he heard a car horn and peered out the window set into the front door. The dark blue sedan parked along the curb was unfamiliar, but he knew the person slipping out from behind the steering wheel. Matthew took a moment, drinking in Daniel’s appearance.
Still looking fine, defini
