Capítulo 59: Chapter 59

“Alex!” A girl tapped the kid’s shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck, jumping on his back. “What are you doing here?” she cried happily.

“Gen?” He grabbed her ankles and swung her around. I left them to their reunion.

“Mr. Waterhouse,” the kid yelled as I was walking away. “Thanks for signing my book.”

I waved to him. “Thanks for buying it.”

* * * *

I got out of Wellesley Station and walked home.

I lugged the half-full box of unsold books up the stairs, but when I put the key in the lock, the door opened.

“Oh, really?” Cameron said, taking the box out of my arms and looking dejectedly into it. “Man, how come a famous writer like you has to carry his own books back and forth?” He dropped the box in the entrance and went straight for the kitchen. “I’m getting us a drink,” he called back.

“It smells nice in here,” I said as he came back with two Boris beers.