“You haven’t been here all week,” I say.
“I had math practice after school every day,” he says.
“Math practice? How does one practice math?”
Josh pipes in. “Wait. Theo is yourtherapist?”
Theo answers him with, “Yeah, but he doesn’t pay me. Hey, did you get Trent for math?”
“No, I got Sully,” Josh says.
“Bummer.” Theo looks over at me, and then back at Josh. Then back at me. “How have you never mentioned you have a brother?” Theo can’t seem to get past that fact, but I don’t have time to explain it to him right now. The kitchen is running behind.
“Josh can tell you. I have a kitchen to run.” I leave them in the office and head back to help out with all the chits we’re behind on.
I like that they know each other, but I like it even more that Theo seemed comfortable around him. I know Theo much better than I know my little brother, and I feel like Theo would have had some sort of reaction if he was displeased to see Josh.
About an hour later, the kitchen is fully staffed, and I have a few minutes to break free. When I walk into the office, Josh and Theo are having what looks like an intense discussion about a manga Theo is holding. “Sorry to interrupt.” I motion for Josh to follow me. “You finish your homework?”
“Sure,” he says.
“?‘Sure’?” I don’t know him well enough to know what kind of answersureis. “Is that a yes? A no? A mostly?”
“Yes.” He sighs, following me out of the kitchen. “Mostly. I’ll finish it tonight; my brain hurts.”
I introduce him to a few people in the kitchen, finishing with Brad. “Josh, this is Brad. He’s Theo’s father.” I gesture toward Josh. “This is Josh, my little brother.” Brad wrinkles his forehead in confusion but says nothing. “Josh has a debt to pay off. You have any work for him?”
“I have debt?” Josh asks, befuddled.
“Crouton debt.”
“Oh. That.”
Brad immediately puts two and two together. He nods slowly, and then says to Josh, “You ever washed dishes?”
Josh rolls his eyes and follows Brad to the sink.
I feel bad making him work, but I’d feel even worse if there weren’t any consequences to the thousands of dollars he cost me. I’ll let him do dishes for an hour and then we’ll call it even.
I mostly just wanted him out of my office so I could talk to Theo about him. I haven’t had a chance to talk to him without Josh in the room.
Theo is at my desk, stuffing papers into his backpack. I sit on the couch, prepared to ask him about Josh, but Theo speaks first. “You kiss Lily yet?”
Always about me, never about him.
“Not yet.”
“What the heck, Atlas? I swear, you are so lame sometimes.”
“How well do you know Josh?” I ask, changing the subject.
“He’s only been in school for two days, so not super well. We have a couple of classes together.”
“How’s he doing in that school?”
“No clue. I’m not his teacher.”
“I don’t mean his grades. I mean his interactions. Is he making friends? Is he nice?”