DEFEAT I WILL NOT
It was not until Jeffery’s eyes nearly popped out of his sockets did I realize I’d returned home that morning in only a football jersey. By my lack of attire, I was certain a few questions rose between Jeff and Dom.
Escaping their queries only lasted until that evening. The interrogation commenced when I came down for dinner. Only seconds had passed before Jeffery started a flood of questions as we seated ourselves at the table. “What did you do last night? I dare say it must’ve been… hmm, interesting,” Jeff inquired, sweetly. Dom remained quiet, only rolling his eyes now and then.
“Oh, out and about,” I answered lightheartedly.
“Well, I might not know the out part, but I sure can guess the about part.” Jeffery eyed me suspiciously. Dom just cleared his throat, glarin
