Bab 29: Chapter 29

“I think you know I have bad news,” Andy said, putting his hands in the pockets of his khaki pants.

Wayne let out a musical laugh. “Bah! Your father. He’s a character.” Wayne put his arm around Andy’s shoulder and squeezed. “Let me show you all the improvements before you decide you have bad news.”

An elderly assistant shouldered Andy’s duffel bag in silence and headed for the main house. Several workers bustled around them, some breaking open the large yellow-green pods to pull out the white pulp, and some laying out cocoa beans on wooden beds to dry in the sun.

When Andy was nervous, he played a game, furtively watching the people he walked past, trying to count each person who checked out his ass. Already, three women had looked up from their work and stared. Andy allowed himself a small smile.