Basil said with a big smile. The doctor tried to recall the last time Basil had smiled so warmly and broadly. “How did it go?” “It went fine. Raymond didn’t believe I had come to the game to see him, you know, he thought it was work related. I just had this feeling, knowing Raymond, he’d be at the first game his little brother was starting. He looked great and I even had dinner with him and his folks. His parents were real cool. We didn’t talk that much. I still think he gets nervous around me.” “Why is that?” “I think it’s because he doesn’t want me to know how he feels,” Basil said confidently. “Has he said that to you?” “No, he doesn’t have to. We’re both men and men play games.” “Was his partner there?” “No, and when I asked about him, Raymond gave me this stern look and said he’s fine. And I noticed he didn’t mention him during dinner and gave his little brother the same answer when he asked about him. Something’s up with those two and I’m going to figure it out.”
