After a few months of lunches, snacks, walks, and general getting together, Rick and I had our first date. Since Patty was at Rick’s with the kids, she agreed to drop by and check on Charlie while we were out. He grumbled he was old enough to take care of himself just as Mack did. We finally compromised on the fact that everyone would take care of everyone else and that Rick and I should go and have a good time.
“So I put on my suit and tie. Where are we heading?”
“Don’t you start, too, Dan.” Rick gave me the once over. “You do clean up nice, though. For a guy who usually has grease on his hands.”
“Oh, shut up. You with the white creases in his knuckles from all the flour permanently stuck there.” I eyed him in return. “You aren’t exactly embarrassing yourself. So I ask again. Where are
