Chapter 63: Chapter 63

But how many newspapers do you have to have for September 20? He just spent ten dollars on shit!

Pad, clothed the waist down in a towel, his legs crossed on the sofa and ottoman, munched on some grapes and watched TV. “Are you kidding me? My aunt hasn’t confirmed if she left Tampa already. They’re never on time, and the restaurant is just a few minutes away. We could be waiting for a while before she shows up.”

“Come on, Pad. I mean, this party is in her honor for surviving two years past chemo. At least you can be there on time. Besides, Jen says she’s left her house, and she’s bringing their two boys and she may need help watching Jim and Jay. Bob’s not coming, has to work.”

RJ came over and kissed Pad on the lips. “Now, I mean it. Mush!”