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“You could do that? I mean, just let me tag along? I thought
I needed training.”
“You do. But not just to come along and observe. Plus, I’m
kind of high up now. I’m an assistant director. They’ll trust me if I
say you’re okay.”
“Well, I’ll think about it. Thanks for sticking your neck out
for me.” I smiled and reached out for a one-armed hug.
He returned the same one-armed gesture and we hugged
awkwardly as two new friends do. Then I gave him a little wiggle
of my fingers. “I’ll be in touch. Be safe driving home; I know you’ve
got a long way to go!”
Tucker laughed. “Yeah, I’ll do my best.”
The next day, Michelle and I finally had a schedule that
matched up, so at 6:00 she was knocking at my front door with a
massive pepperoni and sausage pizza from Antonio’s. I reached out
like I was going to hug her but made a big show of snatching the
box from her and rushing away. She darted after me, leaving the
front door wide open as we ran into the kitchen. Trouble darted
around our feet and barked at us as he tried to jump up at the food.
“Hello, Michelle!” Gunner called. We heard him shut the
front door behind us.
“Hi, Gunner!” she shouted back, pulling her pin-straight
butt-length black hair back into a ponytail so she wouldn’t get it on
her pizza. I’d been trying to grow my own hair as long as hers for
years but it never quite got past my elbows.
We plopped down in front of the TV with several slices
apiece and immediately turned on The Departed. Gunner came to sit
down with us, but he had one of his ghost research books with him,
so it was apparent that he would only be half-involved in the
conversation. Trouble situated his skinny body on the floor between
my friend and me, with his head resting on the couch for best crumbcatching
access.
“So how has your week been?” Michelle asked through a
mouthful of cheese. “I feel like we’ve barely seen each other yet this
summer!”
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