“I can give you a tour another day if you’d like, but we’re out back for tonight.” We walk through his living room. It’s spacious and cozy, with no TV in sight. Instead, there’s a large painting of a field of sunflowers, surrounded by photos of what looks to be friends and family and a few smaller art pieces. If Grayson wasn’t heading for his sliding back door, I’d stop and look closer at the wall. Instead, I follow him outside back into the warm summer air. I suck in a breath when I step onto the porch. The entire backyard has string lights hanging over it, and there’s a picnic blanket in the
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