“All done.” “Happy, Daddy?” Angel whispered in deference to the other boys who were studying. “Yes, I’m happy.” Kael smiled at his lovely boy. He had totally forgiven Angel’s indiscretion with the drugs and the creepy dude. They sat in the school library, where Kael had met Angel during the lunch hour to work on his university applications. “We only sent in the other two to Durham and Glasgow because it’s expected. You’re going to Cambridge. I’m going to see Conran this afternoon to pick up the letter of reference he got for you.” “Who wrote it, Daddy?” “I don’t know yet. Someone in government.” Angel spread his hands in a gesture of confusion. “If I’ve never even met the dude, how can he recommend me?” “Don’t worry about it. It’s the way things work. Has the fat kid been bothering you?” Angel shook his head. “It’s fine, Daddy.
