Chapter 20

“On? I’m dressed and ready to go. Okay, not in my coat and boots, but…” Mark laughed. “I was about to call you to ask the same thing.”

“Great. I’ll meet you out front in ten?”

“Yep. Your car or mine?”

“It’ll have to be yours. I don’t own one.”

“You don’t? Oh, okay. See you in a few.”

Austin was pretty sure Mark had a good idea why he didn’t have a car. Mark did ask, though, while they walked to the lot behind Mark’s building, so Austin told him. “At first, right after Jon’s death, I was, quite honestly, terrified of getting into a car. I didn’t have much choice, however, when my folks showed up.” He smiled briefly. “They wouldn’t take no for an answer, because there was too much to do that required going places.”

“You’re all right with it now, I hope. It’ll be a long walk if you aren’t.”

“I’m fine. It’s…I can ride but I don’t want to drive. Besides, I’ve found out there aren’t many places I go where I’d have to.”