As he ate his steak and salad, he finally let himself think about Josh. He wondered when it had started to go bad. Had he given Josh the wrong signals, without noticing? Had he led the guy on until he’d snapped and decided to get revenge? After being in love with Marcus for most of his life, could he not understand the differences between different kinds of affection?
He pushed Josh away from his mind. There was no reason to dwell on it. After all, it would be more than a week until he’d have to meet the guy again.
Padraig, though… he should probably call Padraig. They had reconnected through a few phone calls in the last month or so, after years of silence from Padraig’s end. It had been messy after Marcus had died. Francis had done everything he could to make things easier for Padraig, but the man had pushed him away.