He had promised to have Max and Perry over for dinner as soon as Dan was gone. Nothing elaborate, only a quiet commemoration, wake, celebration, exorcism--whatever might best describe the occasion. Thus, on a bright evening early in June, Cameron Barnes watched as his two best friends left in the world made their way across his lawn to the front porch where he stood waiting.
"Hiya, beautiful," said Max, kissing him on the lips. "I have to say, you're looking awfully well."
"And I'm feeling awfully well," Cameron allowed as Perry, in turn, embraced