“That’s because we’re up here and you’re down there.”
“Ah, f**k you.” Justin sat dejectedly on one of the stools, having lost his confident attitude for the moment.
“Whoa, dude. I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to piss ya off. You may not be finished growing. And you look like you work out. You’re gettin’ good shoulders and a nice set of guns on ya.”
Justin seemed to grow an inch.
“Really?” he said, smiling happily.
“Yup.”
“That’s a great compliment coming from you, big guy.” He reached up and Brody gave him a high five.
Brody sat on a stool next to one of the long work tables.
“Wanna Coke?”
“I’d rather have a Dr. Pepper if there is one.”
Justin went to a kitchen-type refrigerator and came back with two cans of pop, handing one to Brody.”
“Thanks, uh, Justin.”
Justin grinned and popped t
