Ritz introduced Ernie to Rayford, who remained guarded until Ritz pulled the young man close and said, “Notice anything?” Ernie stepped toward Rayford and peered at his forehead. Ernie smiled and held his hair away from his face with both hands. Rayford embraced him. “Brother.”
I know he’s showing Rayford the phantom forehead cross, but I imagine this is what gingers do when they first meet. (I know Rayford isn’t ginger.)
