Paul moved into Sara’s old trailer a month later. He fit right in with the tenants, and we got along just fine as friends and lovers.
It seemed to be in the cards that we would be a couple someday, maybe even forever. But what we had now was more than adequate for me.
I took Paul to meet Joey at the rehab center. My brother, usually so laidback, drilled my lover about everything under the sun, giving me a glimpse of the way he had probably been when he was in the army. If nothing else, it showed me that he would be just fine, in time.
I looked forward to the day when Joey would be able to take care of himself, confident in his ability to succeed at whatever he set his mind to. In the meantime, he had me, and now Paul, and that was more than enough, I thought.
Buzz, the forklift operato
