Odd drive...

Lots of snow flurries as I drove, today. Did the 90 all the way to Albany then back roads to the site. Including miles behind a semi along curving mountain roads that were not meant for passing. Cold and a bit tedious. I wound up taking a catnap before I hit Albany, it was so bland.

But then...after asking my characters what they wanted me to do and getting no response...Dair piped up to advise me he wanted to tell his story himself. In first person. Not third, as I was planning.

I'm not sure how that will work, because Adam is also telling the story. Much of it his own history. But Dair doesn't care. "It's my story and I want to tell it." He even wants it to start with the following:

"I knew who Adam was the first moment I saw him. He likes to think he's so well-hidden behind his walls, and he is so positive I'm nothing but the human equivalent of a golden retriever puppy. Playful. Joyous. Loving. Nothing but acceptance in its demeanor. A bit on the dumb side. He couldn't believe I didn't care about his past...not until our last couple of years together...once he'd finally grown to trust me."

I suppose I could find ways to specify which one is taking over the telling of the tale, as it goes. Adam with English as his second language; Dair with a casual form of grammar. Two different POVs telling the same moments? Each different and yet not...

Could I make that work?