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Bill shrugged. “We’ll get you a new partner, but we can’t right
now with the city on a budget freeze. Maybe when the new
budget passes.”
“Maybe or probably?”
“You’ll get a partner. But it probably won’t be until July. I’m sorry
about that. I know it means more work for you, but there’s
nothing I can do. I’ll try my best to keep your load manageable.”
“I appreciate that.”
A group of kids ran across the patio, their faces dirty. Two women
exited the house carrying bowls of chips, probably gossiping.
Kevin hated gossips. Bill motioned with his spatula toward the
railing on the deck. “Hand me that plate over there, would you? I
think these are getting close to being done.”
Kevin grabbed the serving platter. It was the same one that had
been used to bring the hamburger patties out to the grill and he
noted smears of grease and bits of raw hamburger. Disgusting. He
knew that Erin would have brought a clean platter, one without
bits of raw hamburger and grease. Kevin set the platter next to the
grill.
“I need another beer,” Kevin said, raising his bottle. “You want
one?”
Bill shook his head and ruined another burger. “I’m still working
on mine right there. But thanks.”
Kevin headed toward the house, feeling the grease from the
platter on his fingertips. Soaking in.
“Hey,” Bill shouted from behind him. Kevin turned.
“Cooler’s over there, remember?” Bill pointed to the corner of the
deck.