Part V: Save Me, Sinner

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Pablo stared at the home across the street then back at Shane. They’d been sitting in the car for about ten minutes, but Shane still made no move to exit. His lover appeared uneasy. Pablo wasn’t. He’d been through tougher situations than this. He could break bread with Shane’s family, smile and make small talk.

He was good.

“We gonna do this or what?”

Shane glanced at him, his fingers tightening on the steering wheel. “I feel like I should warn you right now. And apologiz...