Jan 23, 2011 15:43
It takes him longer than it should to put it all together.
He wakes up slowly, stretching both arms over his head. On mornings like this, he spends an our or so awake in bed before he gets up and goes his separate ways, slipping back into bed with Terry before she's up for the day. It's a slow start to the day and it always feels glorious. Until this morning, when he wakes up and finds Nate allready gone. There's nothing to say that Nate just hasn't gotten up early.
Except the feeling. A long time ago, Brad learned to trust his gut.
Except the fact that Nate has never once left him without waking him to say goodbye.
A couple of hours later, he's been everywhere except one place.
He's been putting it off.
He pushes open the door of their hut without knocking.
"Remy?"
remy