Chapter 14Alex watched in admiration as Xander expertly steered the lumbering Mercedes up the Henry Hudson Parkway. Homer had insisted they take his car rather than rent one. Because of his weak eyes and sensitivity to light, Alex had never learned to drive. Since he’d always lived in New York City, he’d never missed it. Ensconced in the warm leather of the old car’s front passenger seat, sunglasses protecting his eyes from the morning sun, he had to admit that watching Xander’s strong hands gripping the steering wheel of Uncle Homer’s car was kind of hot.
Despite Uncle Homer’s calculations, Alex and Xander found that, going against the morning traffic, the drive to Cliffhanger on the East side of the Hudson River near Garrison, was barely going to top an hour. They’d made their way up Ro
