Chapter 27

Ned pigged out. He finished off the whole container. “I’m still hot,” he said, sitting across the table from Peter. He looked flushed.

“Well, it is roasting upstairs and you had a fur coat on your back,” Peter smiled. “Too bad we don’t have a basement, but the den is usually the coolest room in the house. And maybe Dick will actually get the air conditioner fixed.”

Just as he finished saying this, there was a loud bang and an eerie glow. Then from the living room came two shouts. Lewis yelled, “Wow! That was cool!” and Dick shouted, “Fuck!”

“Or maybe not,” Peter muttered.

Ned was rubbing his stomach.

Peter laughed. “You had to eat all of it, didn’t you? Our food bill is going to be tremendous! Do you know how much this stuff costs over there? A half-gallon of ice cream is like $5.99—on sale!”

Ned just glared at him. His cheeks were pale but otherwise he looked flushed.