“We’ve managed to clean the entire place and move in all the furniture from Dax’s bedroom at home, plus a bunch of yard sale finds. The place almost looks like a home. Saturday morning, I go shopping and show up at his family home with all the fixings for the barbeque. When I pull up into their gravel driveway, I’m surprised to a canopy set up on the side of the house with half a dozen folding tables spread out on the newly mown grass. It looks like someone has actually gone through the ...effort of weeding the overgrown flowerbeds outside. For a few seconds, I wonder if I’m in the right house. Then I step outside and start lugging grocery bags out of my trunk. When I take a step toward the front door, Wobble steps out from nowhere, making me jump again. I swear, the kid is the black ghost of death. “Hey,” he says. I wonder if he’s going to make a complaint about something I did wrong again, but he just reaches into the back of the VW, grabs a couple bags, and heads toward the front door.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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