12
Frank was in the lunch room Monday evening, heating up his dinner, when he heard it.
“Hey Tucker, you going to the Kate Maddox concert this weekend?”
Frank kept his eyes forward, focused on the microwave spinning so he didn’t get involved in the conversation. He could grab his dinner and go somewhere else to eat. Anywhere else. He did not want to sit and listen to a bunch of guys talk about how hot his sister was.
“Hell, yeah. But I’m bringing the old lady. Says she likes her music. I just like her ass.”
“She’s got a few more assets, too. What do you think, Price?”
Fuck.
“About what?” Frank asked, hoping his food would be done soon so he could get the hell out of there.
“Kate Maddox. She’s hot, right?”
“Yeah, sure. I guess.”
“You guess? What’s not to like about her?”
Frank sh
