Chapter 13
Friday, April 8th Kurt“Cowboy’s is popular on Friday night,” I said. I maneuvered my car through the crowded parking lot.
Kaleb, next to me, nodded to some people he knew. “There isn’t much else to do on a Friday in Sunnydale.” His eyes cut to mine. “You remember, right?”
“I was never old enough to go to the bar before I left for law school.” I cut the corner and my sports car slid into a spot with just a few inches to spare. “I hope it doesn’t get dinged.”
“I could’ve driven my truck.”
“Nah, I wanted you to experience luxury once in a while,” I said playfully.
“What a day.” He stretched his arms overhead and a smile played upon his lips. “Free ranch labor and a ride in a fancy car.”
“If you’re lucky, I’ll even buy dinner.” I winked at him.
“And a dinner date. How do you
