Chapter 7

“My two cents? Give in. He’s not gonna let it go ‘til he has what he wants. He’s stubborn like that.”

“Don’t I know it.”

“Go with the flow.”

“All right, all right. Enough already,” I groused. I got up to leave.

Kenny laughed at me, but not unkindly. As I walked to the door, I had a thought. I stopped and turned to Kenny, who was a few steps behind me.

“You like country music, by chance?”

“Sure do.” He gave me a knowing look. “What do you have in mind?”

“You know he likes his music loud, right?”

“Oh, yeah. It’s always blaring at the gym.”

“He hates Patsy Cline. I think I’m gonna play some tonight, right when he gets home.”

“Oh, man, that is all kinds of evil and fantastic. I love the way you think. That should get his attention real quick.”

“That’s what I was thinking.” I smiled at him and left.

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