I didn’t promise to use it.
That was the first thing all night that made me laugh.
A minute later, I watched him walk down the porch steps alone.
When I came back to the kitchen, Mr. Lewis was still sitting at the table.
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to call you now,” I said.
A tired smile touched his face.
“Lewis still works.”
For some reason, that was the first thing all night that made me laugh.
I wouldn’t answer them with a lie.
I rested my forehead against my brother’s shoulder, just for a moment.
Upstairs, Tyler was still asleep. In the morning, there would be questions. Later, harder ones.
This time, I wouldn’t answer them with a lie.
