Chapter Twelve
Christopher
“You didn’t even look at the show times, did you?” Meg says with that half-joking, half accusing tone that she’s mastered. “All of your technology in your pocket alone and you didn’t check...tsk, tsk.” She doesn’t seem to be buying my incredulous denial face, probably because my eyes are giving me away. She caught me; I totally forgot to check the show times for the slasher movie that just came out. It’s Saturday, why bother to look? They normally play new releases at the top of every hour. But, standing here in front of the theater and looking at the marquee, we can see that my theory is dead in the water. We’re twenty minutes late for one show and an hour early for the next one. Whoops!
“Don’t you tsk, tsk me, woman! This is all part of my master plan for to
