“In the shed, with Keenan,” he finally says. “Did you kiss him? Or did he kiss you?” I spit out my apricot, coughing, and Elias rises from the creek to pat me on the back. I had wondered if I should tell him about the kiss. In the end, I decided that with my life dependent on him, it was best to hold nothing back. “I tell you my life story and that’s your first question?
