“City sidewalks, busy sidewalks, dressed in holiday style. In the air, there’s a feeling of big fun. Children laughing, people passing, one will make you regret who you’ve screwed, how you act, what you’ve done.” The NBC news anchor streaming on Rocco’s phone recited the note word for word, just as the bus pulled into The Big Apple. “Shit,” Rocco muttered. The last thing they needed was press.
“You seem down.”
Rocco smiled. He’d thought Dirk was sleeping.
“The glowing lights, the beautiful decorations,” Dirk said, “no one does Christmas like New York City.”
“The holidays and I don’t seem to get along so well,” Rocco said.
“So you decided to join the touring company of a Christmas classic? What are you running from?” Dirk asked.