we gazed in each other’s eyes for a while before we caught ourselves. He gave a grateful smile and said softly, ‘you jerk, you made me cry in public.’ An hour later we were walking up the stairs to his apartment. His dad had his laptop and work stuff spread out over the tiny dining table that was also Dan’s desk and occasional poker table. The next two hours were tense. His dad did not approve of his, well, anything. Suffice it to say Dano was glad to have gotten that out