“Well, I’m sorry to hear that as well. Tomorrow is Saturday. What do you want to do?”
“You don’t have to.”
Darrell smiled. “I know. What do you like to do? Do you golf?”
“Um, not really.”
“Hmm. How about the ocean? You like the beach?”
Travis nodded. “Yes.”
“Okay, great. How about a harbor cruise then? I’ve got an old friend from high school. Runs one of those three hour cruises out of Ventura. We’ll go there.”
“A three hour tour? Am I Gilligan or the Skipper?” Travis chuckled.
Darrell grinned. “I’d be the professor. Maybe you should be Mr. Howell.”
“Figures you’d choose the old guy as me.” He shook his head, feeling immensely better and suddenly looking forward to tomorrow. “Okay, what time should I come get you?”
“Why don’t you stay here? I’ve got the spare room. You can stay there. We can watch a movie tonight. I’ve got some action flicks or some other movies. You can pick.”