Chapter 19

We need to go. Let’s pay for your book.

He carried it proudly to the register and peered at the cashier over the edge of the counter as he scanned it.

“Kids love dinosaurs,” the cashier observed, flashing a smile at me. He was twentysomething and all kinds of cute.

“I was more of a Ninja Turtle guy myself,” I offered.

“He yours?” the man asked, glancing at Jackson and myself then down to Tony.

“I hope so,” I said. “That or we’ll get arrested for kidnapping.”

“Oh.”

As we made our way to the exit, I spotted a photo booth.

“Come on,” I said to Jackson.

“Wiley, we need to go!”

“We will, but first we’re going to take pictures of our first day. Like we used to do with Noah at the mall.”

“Okay, but make it fast.”