Kick Me Like a Stray

Sometimes I wondered if the preditory way both Way's walked foreshadowed some secret life that if we became friends I would learn. But then Gerarard would would trip over air or pieces of clothes and him being a hunter of anything other than fashion seemed impossible.

And with Mikey's boney elbows and knees, awkward hair and poker face, it seemed he was no longer the super secret spy I had them out to be in my head.

Wasn't I wrong.