Chapter 42: Hello, T-O-N-YI forced the Ledbetters to stop at the Boston Home for Boys on our way home from the airport, as I was anxious to see Tony. The wind was brutal as we hurried across the parking lot, bundled up against the cold, for whatever good it did. The cold seemed to seep right through my Southern bones. They weren’t kidding when they said the temperature was below freezing. It was not just below; it was beyond freezing.
Inside the foyer, we waited as Heather fetched Tony.
“So you’re set on this one?” Mrs. Ledbetter asked, undoing her scarf.
“He’s the one,” I said.
“And you’re sure?”
“Yes.”
“I like a man who knows what he wants, although I hope you’ll teach him not to s**t in my house, or at least not during my parties.”
“He couldn’t help it!” I snapped.
“Just having
