Then, finally, he found a spot. It was in the middle of the forest, a clear bit of earth beneath the boughs of an enormous pine tree. The other trees were close enough to give it the feeling of a small room. No one would see us here. I spread the pink comforter, and put the stereo on softly. Then, Kyle and I sat on the surprisingly hard ground, facing each other, and I saw something in his eyes I’d never seen there before. It was worry. I realized, with a shock, that for all his big talk, this guy was maybe almost as unsure what to do as I was.
“Okay,” he said.
“Okay,” I replied.
