Chapter 48

“I won’t be. We can’t start making the costumes until next Tuesday. Then…Well, we’ll see. They’re all being created from scratch since they’re not something we can pull from stock.”

Alan chuckled. “You can’t turn a…a flapper dress into a cat?”

“Not in this lifetime, I’m afraid.”

“Then we’re going to make the most of this weekend.”

“You bet we are.”

* * * *

“Back again,” Steve said when Jim and Alan found seats at the bar Friday evening. “You’re gluttons for punishment. Your usuals?”

They said “Yes,” with Alan wanting a lemon twist with his club soda.

For a few minutes, they watched the men on the dance floor. Then Alan hopped off the barstool. “Come on,” he said. “We’d better get out there while there’s still some room left.”

Jim followed him, saying, “You do realize this is a fast song.”

“I have to learn some time, right, if I’m going to keep up with you?”