Chapter 10FRITZ ARRIVED at school with Ashley's Mustang in his rearview mirror. Ashley's smile told him all he needed to know about the weekend in Washington.
“So, crummy weekend, huh?”
“Better than great. We sat on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial for hours on Saturday and just talked. And ate ice cream. Fritz, I've never had a conversation like that. I'll tell you more later. Can I come for dinner? Jane will be here on Thursday, and I need Linda's ideas.”
“I'll let her know. I think you're mystified. So we'll want to hear your tale of romance.”
“It's a lot more than that. Who won the football game?”
“We did, 35-7. Apparently Grant Township isn't very good this year.”
“You didn't go?”
“No. But I did go with Jim Shaw to a shooting range. He's got quite a collection, and I shot them
