Brian’s stretched out on the grass between the pool and the stables. “What are you doing out here?” Justin asks as he joins him.
He feels Brian shrug. “Michael and I use to do this,” he answers. “He had a book of constellations, but even at Debbie’s there were too many lights. We couldn’t see shit.”
It’s a clear night; the sky filled with stars. “What do you see now?”
It was meant to be a joke, but Justin finds himself holding his breath as Brian looks at the sky a moment longer before turning and meeting his eyes.