Chapter 5

There was lots of laughter and loud music. Andy and I played bartender and waiter, keeping them well-supplied with pop and pizza. We tried to stay out of their way as much as possible.

At some point I noticed Brad was gone. I asked Andy about it.

“I haven’t seen him for about an hour, or Jenny either,” Andy said, handing a Pepsi and almost an entire pizza to a guy who was as big as both Andy and I put together.

Just then a very disgruntled Jenny came downstairs looking disheveled. She seemed about to cry. Brad followed her down the stairs.

“Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…Jenny, please.”

“Mr. Bennett, would you take me home, please?”

I looked at Brad; he appeared to be on the verge of tears. Andy gave me a look that said, Go ahead, I’ll take care of this.

“Sure, Jenny.”

We left. I didn’t probe Jenny for an explanation as I drove to her house and she offered none.