“Cool,” Robbie said. “Are we going to Anthony’s house?”
“You’re too smart, kiddo,” George said. “Yes, we’re going to Anthony’s house.”
“I’ll bring his suit and some towels after I get back from the airport,” Mike said.
“Just bring my Speedos,” George said. “The boys can swim in their undies, or without them, for that matter. Okay?”
“Sure. See you in a few.”
Mike and our visitors from Atlanta went downstairs, and we left George with the boys while we went to our room and put on our Speedos under our shorts. The sun was still high in the sky when we arrived at Kevin and David’s house, and George was able to find the key with no problem. He unlocked the gate, and I had a thought.
“Jamie,” I said, “do you know how to swim?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good.”
“We don’t have suits,” Robbie said. “Can we go naked?”
“If you want to,” George said.
“Cool. I never get to do that when I come over here, because Anthony’s Nana is always with us.”