Chapter 11
THEY FINISHED THEIR salads and returned to Mr. Murphy’s house. “I’m going to have a little lie down,” Mr. Murphy said.
“I think we’ll do the same thing, Pop,” Brody said, and looked at Sheldon. “My room has a king-size bed, if you don’t mind sharing.”
“No problem,” Sheldon said.
Mr. Murphy went to his bedroom, and Brody and Sheldon retired to the upstairs. Brody’s bedroom was on the lake side of the house, and overlooked a large and sunny room that had been used as a sleeping porch before the days of air conditioning.
Brody closed the door to his room, locked it, and began to shed his clothes. He climbed on the bed and looked at Sheldon. “What are you waiting for? An engraved invitation maybe?”
“Are you sure this is okay?”
“Yeah. Pop respects my privacy. If he needs somet
