Chapter 9
Dave had left Cal staring at the mess in the garage to go shopping. He’d tried to convince Cal to leave the house for an hour, but Cal wouldn’t let himself be distracted. Dave left armed with his GPS and returned with charcoal, steaks, fresh asparagus, and an assortment of deli salads. “I wasn’t sure what you liked best, so I got a variety. We can have the leftovers tomorrow,” he explained. “I saw the grill on the back porch, so I know you’re equipped for this.”
Cal shook his head. “Go right ahead. You’re better at grilling than I am.”
“Why, thank you.” Dave grinned and got to work. “Go take a shower, you’re all dusty from the garage.”
Cal snorted. “Dust is the least of it. There’s chemical weed killers out there that haven’t been legal in years.”
“I’m going to deny all know
