10 Chapter 10

Outside the restaurant, I walked with Grant over to where our vehicles were parked.

“Thanks, man. It means a lot to me to have you as a friend. I appreciate you listening to the ramblings of a confused old man.”

“You’re not old, you’re seasoned. With a little pepper thrown in.”

“That right? Like what, cayenne?” I said, chuckling.

“Yup, hot and spicy.” I watched him unlock the door to his Ford truck.

“You doin’ anything fun this weekend?” I asked. For some reason, I didn’t want the evening to end. I was drawn to Grant, wanted to know more about him, what he liked.

“Well, I work on Saturdays, but Sundays I spend cleaning the apartment and watching reruns on MeTV.”

“Sounds kinda tame for a guy like you.” But then, what did I know?