HE HAD LOOKED forward to this all weekend. He had looked forward to it throughout his solitary walk across the river, a chill spring wind snapping at his legs. Now, as he saw Jeremy at their usual table in the corner, he looked forward to the next two hours. After so much of his own company, a good lunch was just what he needed. Already Sandy was wondering how he might extend proceedings into the late afternoon.
Time spent with Jeremy was the only constant in his...