I meet Lee for dinner before heading home. He tells me that his mother started yelling at him when he walked in the door because he forgot to call her last night to tell her he wasn’t coming home. Since the Brennons think Lee is their son, they worry that he might go back to doing drugs. So I can imagine him not coming home last night must have had them worried sick. But apparently when she learned he stayed at my house, she lit up like a Christmas tree and all was forgiven.
It’s nice to know the Brennons like me.
As I walk in the door, Houston is on the sofa playing a video game. “I thought you were going to look into the emails?” I ask.
“I am,” he says. I look at the TV and see his character engaged in light saber combat.
“Your idea of research is playing a video game?”
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