Graham showed up around seven. He had flowers with him. "I did some thinking, and you were right. I don't even know why I'm mad. No more secrets, though, okay?"
“Okay. No more secrets. Still friends?”
Graham smiled. “What do you say? We go get ice cream for old time's sake?”
“Sounds good to me. Let's go.”
“So.. do you want to tell me about Grady? It's okay if you don't want to.”
“No, I want to.”