LORENZO, MY FATHER'S BEST FRIEND
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Breakfast was the most excruciating hour of my life.
Derek showed up exactly on time, dressed in khakis and a button-down. He looked nervous but determined.
Nick and Eli were already at a table, coffee in hand.
"Nick, Eli, this is Derek," I said, sliding into the booth beside him.
"Derek Morrison," Derek said, extending his hand. "Nice to meet you."
Nick shook it, eyes sharp and assessing. Eli shook next, giving me a look that said *really? This guy?*
"So," Nick said once we'd ordered. "How long have you two been together?"