Chapter Five
Kevin led Kathy to the table. They piled food on their plates and sat at the curb, leaving the folding chairs for older people and pregnant women, of which there seemed to be a growing number. Looked like the O’Learys were breeding the next generation of football players.
“Eat up. Relay races are starting soon. This time, I don’t care what Moira says, you’re on my team. I deserve to win at least once today.”
“The adults run relay races?”
“Some. I’ll beat a bunch of kids. I don’t care.”
Kathy laughed because she knew he was joking. “That’s just wrong.”
He bumped her shoulder with his and tilted his chin across the street. “See that kid? I bet I could take him.”
He was looking at the toddler who was obviously still mastering the ability to walk.
She smiled and shook her
