Chapter 39
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Lyle heard a knock on his door a few minutes after six-thirty Monday evening and hurried to answer. As he’d expected, Damien was standing there. What he didn’t expect was to be told to dress warmly because they were going ice skating at the rink that had been set up on a downtown plaza.
“You’re serious?”
“I am. I figured it would be something different. So bundle up.”
Lyle decided what the hell, it could be fun. “That explains why you look like an Eskimo.” The truth since, instead of his usual coat, Damien had on a hooded jacket, a scarf, boots, and was carrying winter gloves.
Going into his bedroom, Lyle got a thick sweater to put on over his sweatshirt.
“Heavy socks, too,” Damien suggested from the doorway. “Frozen toes are no fun.”
Lyle complied, got his jacket, scarf, watch cap, and gloves from the entryway closet, and put them on as they walked to the elevator. “What made you think of skating?”