“Billy,” I asked, “who would we tell?”
After a moment. “Ripley’s Believe it or Not?”
We laughed.
Our laughter was interrupted by Leigh stomping into the room.
“BILLY!” She stood right in front of the screen, effectively killing Donkey.
“Hey, you little butt!” Billy scowled, pausing the game before he turned to me. “I wish I could throw a barrel at her in real life.”
“No,” Leigh whined. “You gotta take me out.”
“No can do, little Diddy,” he took great satisfaction in saying. “I’m on house arrest. I can only go out for work and church for the next two weeks.”
“No, Mom says you have to go out with me. And I want to go to Burnet’s Mount!”
I perked up.
“What?” Billy whined. “What do you want to go there for?”
“It’s pretty,” Leigh answered. “I like the view, and I like to climb the tr
