Chapter 59
I was deep into the world of the seventies punk stars when someone said my name.
“Mr. Grunge? Eh, I mean, Jude?”
I looked up. “Benji? What are you doing here?”
His face broke out into a wide happy smile. “My dads are thinking of buying a house in this neighborhood. I told them they needed a second opinion,” he said and pointed at his chest while he waggled his eyebrows.
I smiled back. “Of course you did.”
“I practically jumped out of the car before they had time to stop when I saw this place. I’ve heard of it, of course, but I’ve never been here before.”
“Then you should definitely try their coffee.”
“I will!” He bounced on his heels. “Is it okay if I join you?” Before I had time to answer, he hurried to add, “Just as friends of course. I won’t try to kiss you again, I promise.”
“Sure,” I said. While he went to order his coffee, I put down the book and checked the phone. No new messages from Vee.