“Gige, I need your help,” Oliver says solemnly. “What’s up?” Tenny says, squaring up. “I can help.” I roll my eyes without looking at him. Oliver pauses dramatically, glancing between the three of us. “I need you to tell me whether the guy at the register is gay.” “I can’t help,” Tenny says with a headshake, taking an unconscious step back.
Tenny trying to heal his relationship with his brothers was one of my favorite parts
