When Caleb noticed the newspaper on his side of the bed, he stilled. “I didn’t see you buy that.” “At the gas station,” Peter said. It was three cents. He couldn’t decide whether to tell Caleb that he owed Peter a penny and a half. “You like taking care of people,” Caleb said, and it wasn’t a question. Peter sucked in a breath. “I haven’t thought about it. I guess so?” “It isn’t a bad thing.” Caleb knelt on the bed. “Why do you look like I’ve insulted you?” “I just—it sounds weak, doesn’t it?” Peter asked, not meeting Caleb’s eyes. “What it sounds like is that your father’s an asshole,” Caleb
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