Chapter Twenty-One
Dinner with the Soderbergh’s turned out to be predictably charming and mildly embarrassing. A guy can only be told he’s a hero so many times before it starts going to his head. I got stuffed with all manner of barbecued delights and sweet desserts and gratitude. Leigh hugged me tight when I arrived and beamed at me with sparkling eyes throughout the rest of my stay.
It turned out that Mr. Vilmer Soderbergh worked as a top executive at EDS’s branch in Houston. Uncle Willard had been about to go on a rant about Ross Perot, but Ash kicked him under the table, and the conversation turned electrical. Literally. Billy’s dad got into a spirited discussion about the systems at his company until his mom said no business at the table.
Scott made an ill-advised and clumsy critic
