Chapter 12
“What’s wrong?” Brian asked as he and Conley got dressed Thursday morning. It was their day off, Conley’s second in a row as the bookstore had closed for New Year’s Day, and they planned on heading downtown to Skyline Park to ice skate before going to their favorite Indian restaurant for a late lunch.
“Not a thing. Why?” Conley replied.
“You look like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders.”
Denying what Brian had said, even though it was very close to the truth, Conley smiled. “I don’t. My only worry is how many times I’m going to fall and make a fool of myself while we’re skating.”
“I’ll catch you before you do,” Brian promised with a laugh. “I’m sure you won’t be the only one there who hasn’t skated in forever.”
No, but I’ll be the only one with something mu
