9
Jimmy came out the front door and Moira was in the same place. He’d passed Kevin on the way out and Kevin hadn’t said anything, but Moira had a look now, a little misty-eyed, that made him think Kevin had done something. Again.
“Hey,” he called. “Ready to go?”
She shook her head. “Yeah.”
“You okay?”
“Of course.” Then she smiled in that way that could compete with the sunrise. “Maybe a little too much caffeine…”
“Let’s walk to the diner.” As they stepped onto the sidewalk, he asked, “So what do you want to tell me?”
“Well, it started last night. Before you left, you had a lot of women talking to you. You have to admit I was right. Having a wife made you safer—they accepted you more because you were one of them, right? Anyway, there were a couple of women I didn’t know, but I recogn
