Chapter Twenty-One
Porco grabbed the brown grocery bags from the passenger seat and kicked the door shut with his booted heel. Spinelli had stayed behind in town, waving Porco off as he trailed after Jules's sister. Had there been interest in the typically discerning man’s eyes? Wouldn’t that be something if his best friend and his wife’s sister ended up together?
The grocery bag wobbled in Porco’s arms as he tried to juggle the keys in one hand and his cell phone in the other. He realized belatedly that he didn't have his wife's cell phone number. He didn’t remember her bringing one with her as they’d left her house the other day. Then he remembered her telling him that she didn’t have one.
It wasn’t quite afternoon, just late morning. Porco figured Jules would be up by now. Would she
