Chapter 9

He followed Jim up the road to get some coffee and breakfast. 4

Sunday Afternoon

Jim fussed with his Strawberry Pavilion Cheese Cake while Brian sat on a stool picking out unblemished strawberries from the six quarts that lined the stainless steel counter top.

“Are you excited?” Brian asked.

“Well, obviously, it’s been sooooooo long since I’ve had a date. If I hold out any longer my twinkie will shrivel up and fall off.”

“You’re sure you wanna…you know, on your first date?” Brian asked, his face a little pink.

“This from the cub who promised Bear eternity after forty-eight hours?” The eyebrow wiggled.

“That was a low blow.” Brian giggled as he picked two plump unblemished berries and presented them to Jim.

“And that was a really, really bad pun.” Jim giggled as Brian groaned.