“You didn’t tell me he was my age,” the unidentified man grumbled at the woman labeled mom while the group of them stood in front of their vacated seats.
“Oh God, Chris,” she laughed. “You wish!”
Justin twisted the program in his hands like it was rosary beads. Words appeared to light, and then die on Justin’s tongue if facial expression could be trusted. The air was heavy with awkward silence.
“Justin,” the woman finally suggested. “Why don’t you make sure Cole gets back here without incident and give me a moment with Ian?”
Ian waited for Justin to nod, spin on his heels and hurry away before Ian turned and spoke. “I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage. You know my name but I don’t know yours?”
“Rachel,” she said and then turned to drag the other man towards them. “And this is Chr
