“Yeah. I moved in with my grandfather down at the lake, and spent the better part of two days on the water.”
“Doing what?” Sheldon said.
Brody opened his iPad mini, and went to a screen. “Mostly this,” he said, and passed the device around the table.
Sheldon looked at the photo of Brody on the slalom cutting across the wake of the boat. “Damn, Brody, you look like a pro on that thing.”
“Hardly that, but I’ve been skiing since I was a little boy.”
Will your grandfather’s boat pull two skiers?” Sheldon said.
“I think so. Want to come down and try it some time?”
“Count on it, buddy.”
They finished their lunch just in time to take a call—this time to a house fire. When they arrived at the scene, Brody saw that it was a good-sized two-story house, and it looked to his uneducated eye to be hopelessly ablaze.
He and Ron treated one of the occupants of the house for minor burns, and one of the firemen for smoke inhalation, then headed back to the station.