“So how do you want do to this?” They sat in front of the two-story house Amanda was renting, one too new for John to recognize from the old days. The front windows glowed around the edges of heavy curtains, indicating someone was still up.
Frank stared out the windshield. “I have no idea.”
“We could fool around on the porch until she storms out to see what’s going on.”
His attempt at levity succeeded in snapping Frank from the fugue that had grown thicker and thicker since they locked up the theater. He smiled at John with a small shake of his head. “I’m not having the neighbors find out before Mandy does.”
“Is it too late to find a tattoo parlor and get a rainbow on your ass?”
“Ha ha,” he muttered. Pulling the keys out of the ignition, he climbed out of the car and waited on the sid
