Chapter 6: Dinner and ShowDidi, he decided, would win industry awards as a ridesharing driver, she arrived so quickly on Goder Lane.
“I’m not asking,” Didi announced, as he closed the door.
“I’m not telling,” he replied.
“d**k’s looking out at us,” she said. “I saw the drapes move.”
“I think they’re alive with dust mites,” Pete noted.
What Pete hoped would be a quick drive to The Friendly was prolonged by his sister’s intent to “mosey by some of our old stomping grounds.” He waved at the Dairy Queen, spat at their high school, expressed amusement that the town at last had a strip joint, Babydolls, and was startled by the sizable gap carved between a furniture rental store and a Dunkin’ Donuts.
“The old Roxy Theatre finally call it a day?”
“I thought I told you. It burnt. Arson. They
