Lee’s driving, and I’m wedged into the passenger seat of his Civique. He asked what to expect in the town, and I didn’t really know what to tell him. It’s got a mall, a hospital, two movie theaters, and a library. There’s a public pool for the otter and beaver community, but we preferred the lake. It’s not Lake Handerson; that’s the name of the town. There used to be a Lake Handerson, but it dried up, and now ‘the lake’ is Lake Farrow, an hour away. I used to fish there, and skinny-dipped once or twice in high school. “See, you were gay even back then,” Lee says when I tell him this. “It wasn’t even about that,” I say. “We just didn’t want to get our clothes wet, and when you go drinking beer by the lake, you don’t bring swimsuits.” “Not if you want to see each other naked, you don’t.” I lean against the passenger door and look at him, half-grinning. He’s watching the road but his ears are swiveled my way.
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