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“It’s just not what I was expecting” His expression was o to the clubs?”

It took Paul a moment to understand, but it finally dawned on hi He’d blacked out the entire previous afternoon and evening When he found a piece of paper in his pocket with a cell phone nuht him home” If he assuined he’d been to?

“No,” Paul said, a bit defensively “No You don’t remember yesterday at all?”

Ian scratched the back of his head “I’ So happened between us, I’m sure…”

“Nothing happened between us,” Paul snapped “I’m not… We had a whole conversation”

Paul had spent everyevery word of the conversation, turning it over for s, yet for Ian, it had never happened How could he have erased so so impersonal, ordinary, and base?

Ian gazed doard He looked confused and vulnerable, and it triggered Paul’s protective instincts The more lost Ian looked, the rew, the more frustrated Paul became God had created this el How could he so easily throw a gift like that away? It was spitting in God’s face

“I’m sorry, I don’t remember,” Ian said to his shoes

Paul’s tone was harsh: “You were sitting, drunk, on the floor infor an AAthat didn’t exist You could hardly walk, and you were going to drive yourself ho yourself That’s what happened”

“Oh” The blood rushed into Ian’s cheeks “So this would be one of those e moments”

“Which part? Being falling down drunk in a church, or confusing the ay bar?”

“Yeah,” was all Ian had to say

Paul regretted his harshness “Coently “Get in I’ll take you to your car”

They rode for a few blocks in silence Eventually, Ian said, “I’ to do with you It’s just the way my life has been lately”

“It’s none of my business, but…”