Tobias took off on his own, saying he’d hook up with us later at Cassie’s farm. I was on the kitchen phone with Cassie when Tom came in. “Oh, there you are,” he said. I covered the mouthpiece. “Yeah. Tobias said you were looking for me before.” “I just wanted you to shut your dog up,” Tom said. He turned a chair around backward and straddled it. I hesitated. For some reason I didn’t want to talk to Cassie with Tom listening in. “I’ll just see you there in a couple hours, okay?” I told Cassie. I hung up. I looked over at Tom. He’s bigger than me, even though I’m not exactly small. His hair is darker, almost black, while mine is brown. I had always trusted him. He wasn’t like a lot of guys who pound on their younger brother. We were always kind of close. At least, until the last year or so. Somehow we just weren’t spending as much time together. Partly it was that he was involved in this club called The Sharing. They did all this stuff together, so he was busy a lot of the time.
