“I usually just have some fruit and whole grain cereal for breakfast, but this is a holiday, so what the hell? I’d love whatever you want to fix. Got any OJ?”
“Yes, of course.” He handed Casey a glass and the container of orange juice. Then he began to take eggs, butter, scallions, mushrooms, and sausages from the refrigerator.
“Uh, Albert?”
“Yes?”
“After breakfast, maybe I’d better go see what I can do about my car. I mean, this is Christmas and all, and I don’t want to mess up your plans.”
“I had no plans. I’ll take you to check on your car. We can call a towing service and see if they’ll move it to the auto shop of a friend of mine. But I’m sure, even if we get the towing service, nothing can be done to repair the problem until tomorrow. So, please allow me to be your host. That wa
