Chapter 13
BRODY AND HIS grandfather had finished their lunch some time earlier, and were relaxing on the screened-in porch when they heard Brian’s voice coming from the side of the house. “Anybody home?”
“We’re out here on the screen porch,” Brody said, and stood to greet his friend. “I didn’t hear a car.”
“It’s a nice day, so I walked.”
Brian walked up to the door, and Brody opened it for him. “Hello, Mr. Murphy, hi, Brody.”
“Hi yourself,” Brody said. “I hope your Speedos are in that plastic bag.”
“You invited me to ski, didn’t you?”
“I sure did.” Skiing now, and other things later tonight, I hope, Brody thought. “Let’s go get changed.”
“I’ll go take care of the boat,” Brody’s grandfather said.
“Don’t worry about it, Pop,” Brody said. “We can take care of it.”
“Nonsense. You bo
