Chapter 13
An hour later dressed in sport coats, under which they wore open collar, white button-down shirts, and slacks, they made their way to Times Square and then to Rockefeller Center. The first of the festive, Christmas decorations had begun to appear. The huge, iconic Christmas tree loomed behind the ice rink, awaiting the lighting ceremony still a week away.
Br’er and Ray leaned on the railing, watching the skaters. Br’er glanced at Ray. He seemed to be enjoying himself, but Br’er was sure he was experiencing a good deal of stress hidden behind the smiles and calm demeanor.
“You know, we don’t have to go to The Townhouse. It was just a suggestion.”
“No. No I want to. I really do,” Ray insisted.
“You’re sure? Because if it makes you uncomfortable we can skip…”
“Yes, I’m sure.
