Upstairs, Louie was behind the counter, stuffing money into a deposit envelope and Lou was busy on the computer. “Oh, there you are,” she said, glancing up. “Did you enjoy yourself down there?”
I dug my hands into my jean pockets, smiling brightly. I had. I really had. This family seemed great.
Louie stretched his arms. “Hey, Lou, I gotta pick up Kelly at the restaurant, so tell Dad to put this in the safe and I’ll swing by the bank tomorrow.”
“But tomorrow’s Saturday.”
Louie walked around the counter and tapped his sister’s head with the deposit bag. “They’re open on Saturday. Jesus, Wolfgang, do you work here or not?”
Wolfgang? Was that Lou’s nickname or real name?
But as much as I enjoyed the Knights’ company, I needed to go home and eat something. “Well, Lou, I’m gonna get going.”