I was there at eight twenty-seven. The red lights seemed to be gunning for me. I walked in with two large pizzas. Gerry greeted me with the biggest smile I’ve seen on her.
“Oh, yum!” she said, taking the boxes from my hands.
“There are double olives on half of one of them,” I told her, “if you’re careful and get to it before your brother. And there are anchovies on half the other.”
“Randy’s not here. He’s out with Susan.”
“That’s pretty serious, isn’t it?”
Gerry nodded as she opened one of the boxes to inspect it. “It’s getting to be. They’re together a lot.”
I tried to hide my smile. I took the boxes back from her to take them into the kitchen. Before we even got dishes and everything ready, she took a piece of pizza out of the bottom box and started to take a bite of it.
“What abo
