CHAPTER 12The ten-minute drive to PG Parts gave Miles an opportunity to phone Ryan. “How’s Molly doing? Does she miss me?” Miles asked, only half kidding.
“She hasn’t mentioned you at all since you left,” Ryan replied, keeping in step.
Miles shifted the conversation to more realistic subject matter. “Bobbie and I had a great evening. A wonderful meal followed by a spectacular concert. Alicia Keys is the best!”
“Glad you had fun. Sounds like you’re in the car. Heading off to electronic components school?” Ryan asked.
“Right on both counts. I’m hoping my couple of days in the factory and some material to take home to study will do the trick. What’s on tap for your Monday morning?”
“I’ll try and write something. No idea of what it will be, but that’s the fun of it.” Ryan’s desire to writ
