Chapter 26Spangler, Pennsylvania, 2006"Did you ever wonder why none of us has had kids yet?" said Baron as he walked Pretzel around the parking lot of the Coal Seam Café in Spangler. "I mean, you'll be the first, Paisley."
"Don't remind me," said Paisley.
Pretzel sniffed the weeds along the parking lot's rim, hunting for the right spot to piss on. Baron, Paisley, and Celeste walked after him, watching and waiting because they'd finished eating in the restaurant and had nothing better to do until the dog did his business.
"Here we are, all of us in our forties, and none of us has had a kid yet." Baron's white Oxford shirt was wrinkled and untucked, his necktie haphazardly loosened. He'd given up on the impossible task of trying to look neat while managing the dog.
"Cary's thirty-nin
