Randy drove them to a condo complex with red bricks along its expansive façade and arch-shaped windows on every floor. It wasn’t very tall – only four stories from end to end – but it spanned an entire city block.
Well, it wouldn’t be a true downtown experience if finding a place to park wasn’t a massive pain in the a*s. The lot across the street charged five bucks an hour. Jack would have offered to pay, but of course, he had no money.
The temperature had dropped as the sun went down: a gentle reminder that summer would be over soon. Idly, he wondered whether he and Anna would still be here when the fall fairs started up. He used to love those as a kid. It might be fun to stroll down memory lane with his wonderful, intelligent wife.
Climbing out of the car, Jack sighed as a cool breeze
