Chapter 4
For the next two nights, while Adam spent most of his time on the computer, reading along with the narrator program, Philip sat on the sofa or at the table, either writing or thinking. Probably thinking, Adam decided.
Finally, at the end of the second night, Philip walked over to Adam. When Adam didn’t notice him there, he tapped him on the shoulder. “We need to talk.”
“Yes?” Adam dragged his eyes away from the screen to look up at Philip.
“Over there.” Philip looked at the sofa.
With a sharp nod of his head Adam stopped what he was doing, settling down cross-legged on the sofa as he waited for Philip. He had a feeling this was going to be a serious conversation, probably about him.
Philip perched on the arm of the sofa, his elbows on his knees as he looked at Adam. “So,” h
