Chapter Twenty-Three

For the first time that he could ever remember, Oscar was actually glad for the fact that he came home to an empty apartment.

Usually, he would hate it. The silence meant that Jessamine was visiting her grandmother and without Jessamine, it would always lead to some form of drinking, usually wine, and the few horror movies he owned that left him feeling a strange sort of energetic that led to more wine.

Oscar was used to the way that Jessamine’s excited voice that always spoke a thousand words a minute and brought a smile to his face, but in this moment, he only wanted silence for the benefit of Bo.

The man had not spoken in any way since the pair had left the hospital, not even in the signs that Oscar had not expected to re