It’s obvious he’s pissed and not his normal soothing self with calming words and tissues at the ready. I stare at his strong shoulders as we move through the crowd, him powerfully parting a path for us, and I follow, feeling young and stupid. He knows how to bring it out when I’ve clearly misbehaved. The vibes coming off him in droves that he’s as fed up with this whole scene as I am.

My lip trembles with a new wave of emotion, my eyes stinging, and I force it back down into ...