Milton was quiet on the elevator ride. JJ took this to be nerves, but didn’t know what the guy could be nervous about.
The doors slid open and JJ stepped into the hallway, closely followed by Milton.
“Wow.”
JJ looked around, but couldn’t see what had Milton so awed. It was just a hallway.
“This must be the original 1920’s molding,” Milton said, touching the wall.
“Uh, I guess.” JJ hadn’t taken any notice of it before.
Unlocking his front door, JJ explained that it’d be another hour before Calvin got home, then maybe another hour after that before his dad showed up.
“Wow, it’s so big.”
“Don’t start that again,” JJ smirked.
“Huh? I was meaning your apartment. It looks pre-war. Just look at those high ceilings.” Milton craned his neck upward. “You’re so lucky.”
JJ told Milton
