Tommy wakes up from the first rays of the sun falling into the bedroom through a large, wall-to-wall window. The feeling of absolute happiness, returning with consciousness, is replaced by quiet horror when the palm does not grope next to Keith. Cool sheets, then my brother's skinny side. One rib. Louis is fast asleep. Unruly hair twisted into curls overnight. Plump lips parted. If it weren’t for the stubble, I would easily have passed for a girl ...

Boo-boo-boom - the heart breaks in a panic.

Tom jumps out of bed, pulls on his jeans. He doesn't have a hoodie. So she did. This thought makes me feel warmer. She's...