The closer they got to Zane’s parents’ house, the happier Zane seemed to become. Conversely, with every mile that passed, Rory grew more anxious.
The two of them had been invited to spend the weekend with Brenda and Bill as they’d kept insisting Rory call them. Rory had successfully postponed the invitation a couple of times, citing work commitments, but he knew it’d be rude to put them off a third time. So after work Friday—Liam letting them go a couple hours early, they set off in Jimmy’s truck. Bill had promised to take his son truck shopping, which would mean Rory would have to drive Jimmy’s vehicle back, a prospect which didn’t exactly appeal to him.
“…Bummed those rubber d***s haven’t shown up yet.”
“Huh?” Rory had zoned out.
“Those dillidoos.” Zane waved his right hand in the ai
