Both bands performed at halftime, so there was no chance to get to know Micah better then, either.
When the Cougar band had left the field after, as usual, allowing the guest band to perform first, Brody invited Joe to come with him to get coffee.
“We’re having a big supper, so let’s not load up on snacks, okay?”
“Fine by me,” Joe said. “But what about Micah? He looks as if he needs feedin’.”
Brody laughed. “Don’t worry about him. He eats like a cormorant. He’s just blessed with the kind of metabolism that keeps him thin.”
Joe wondered what a cormorant was. “I’m looking forward to getting to know him. I’d swear I’ve met him before somewhere, but I just can’t remember where.”
“You’ll like him, I think.”
During the second half he and the other guys still didn’t have a chance to talk m
