Justin laughed, and it sounded bitter. "No. Maybe he wants to apologize for deciding I was no longer his son and having me fucking arrested, but since I can't rule out he's going to kidnap me and put me in an ex-gay conversion program in some survivalist compound in Idaho, I thought I should have you along for moral support." This made me laugh!
But this wowed me: Whatever Craig wanted, whatever Justin hoped for, I'd go to New York. Because I knew I wasn't there to prevent Craig from dragging Justin off for genital electro-shock.
I was there to remind him he could walk away, and tell him if it was time.