Chapter Nine
I came home late the rest of the week, people-watching with Matt at the coffee bar for an hour or so before heading back. Except today, Friday.
It was movie night. This time, I wanted to try to get Patrick out of the house. He spent too many hours staring at a screen and it wasn’t healthy.
“Come on, bud, you and I are going outside. I made garlic parmesan popcorn and we’re sneakin’ it into a theater tonight.”
“Jess…”
“Unh-uh, no ‘Jess’ tonight. You need to do something besides work and work.”
“I go to the gym.”
“Not helping your cause, Ricky.” I grabbed his arm and tugged. “I’m not giving you an option here. Unless you’re deathly ill, you’re coming with me and seeing a movie.”
“Fine…” He opened the closet to get a coat, so I let go.
Hey, I wouldn’t put it past him to
