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Chapter Ten-1
10 GRIFFINCompared to most people, yes, I am a very spontaneous person. I’m usually the first to suggest skinny-dipping at a pool party. I’m not afraid to recommend some drunken truth or dare at a family reunion. True, there are certainly times when that impulsive decision-making bites me in the d**k. Hard. And I’m afraid this might be one of those times. “I’m so sorry about this weekend,” I tell Wren, injecting equal parts regret and self-reproach in my voice. I don’t really do the regret thing, so it’s harder than I remember. I’m also not very good at self-deprecation. But it’s always been easy lying to Wren, as shitty as that sounds. I’ve had to weasel my way out of more than one situation with the help of a little white lie, just to preserve something of myself every now and then.
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