"No, I don't have a boyfriend. Not now." It had been years now, hadn't it? Sometimes it was difficult to keep track. Time hardly seemed to matter when it wasn't spent with Sam. No matter. He was closing in on Sam now anyway. He wondered whether Sam knew yet. He wondered how often he still thought of him.

"I'm leaving tomorrow. You should come with me. I get bored in the car sometimes." And he didn't like having the radio going. Bill could be like a radio that didn't get on his nerves.