“Good. And your little boyfriend can come, too, if he wants.” “He’s not my boyfriend,” Gene says, because he hasn’t figured out how to talk to Luis yet, and he needs Baker to stop bringing him up. “Sure he is,” she says. “You can get your names hyphenated. It’ll take up your whole back.” Gene laughs, but the idea makes him a little dizzy. It sticks somewhere in him, beats along with his heart.
