CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
That night at Joe’s house, Blake brought up the subject of Denae and the kids going to the carnival and staying with them for a short time. Joe was right. She was one tough lady.
“So, anyway Denae, I thought maybe it would be good for the kids to get an idea of what goes on behind the scenes at a real carnival.” Blake had finished eating and was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee. He watched her nod as if considering it, then she looked over at Joe.
“Joe, you want to tell me what this really about? Cause I know your friend isn’t suggesting this as a sort impromptu vacation.” Denae kept her eyes on her husband. Blake could only stare at this woman. The kids were in the living room watching tv as the adults had their conversation.
Joe looked over at Blake. “Di
