I parked the car behind the old movie theater behind the mall. The place had been out of business since the new theater had been built on the end of the mall across from Sears. The pavement in the abandoned lot had started breaking down and cracking. Someone had been back here recently and dumped a busted arm chair, propping the broken side up against the rough brick of the vacant building.
“Your Grandpa did nice work.” Corin busied himself pulling the visor flap down and inspecting the nuances of the LeSabre’s restored interior.
“Yeah. My favorite part is the seat, though.” I patted the top of the cream-colored leather bench seat between us. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Yes. Why?”
“Because I want to kiss you, but I don’t want you to do anything you’re not ready for.” I brushed
