Chapter 34

“We sort of missed an opportunity in Atlanta,” Carlton said when they were well down I-75

“How so?”

“We could have gone dancing somewhere. I’m sure Atlanta must have any number of gay clubs.”

“It has several,” Eric said. “Athens is only a couple of hours from Atlanta, and I visited a few of the clubs when I was working on my Doctorate.”

“And?”

“I didn’t find them very impressive. Just a lot of big noisy rooms filled with very loud and very obnoxious music.”

“I know what you mean. I’ve always wanted to visit a gay piano bar, but I don’t think such things exist.”

“Meanwhile,” Eric said, “we’re gonna be in this truck for nearly four hours, so why don’t we make use of the time?”

“Make use of it how?”

“By listening to the recordings of our sessions with Dr. Brannon.”

“It was nice of her to make duplicate CDs of the recordings wasn’t it?” Carlton said. “Why don’t you pop one of those CDs in the player, and have at it?”