Thursday night, he and Ebon caught the subway over one stop and walked up to Max’s apartment building. Ebon was suitably impressed at the place. Max’s building was a step up from theirs, in a nicer neighborhood. One day, maybe Kit could afford something like this.
“I can’t believe you’re going out with Mr. Hill,” Ebon whispered as they rode the elevator up to Max’s floor. “What am I supposed to say at the Scout meetings now?”
“Nothing. It’s not anybody’s business anyway, and there’s nothing wrong with your dad dating your Scout leader.”
“It’s just weird, you know?”
Kit put a hand on Ebon’s shoulder, pointing him toward the right apartment door. “It’s no weirder than your dad being a Scout leader. I could do that you know.”
“I guess so. Mr. Lopez’s kids are both Scouts, but they’re old
