Chapter 54

J.T snuggled closer. He put out a hand and closed my laptop. “There’s one of those hokey movies you like on TV. Why don’t we pretend we’re in a theater and neck?”

Hokey movies, indeed. The kid has no taste. But I put an arm around him and followed his suggestion. 22: Save the Love

We took Monday off to move J.T. back in to my place. I think his roommates were happy to see him leave, as down in the dumps as the kid had been during his time out on his own. The two older guys gladly pitched in and helped him pack, then saw us off with much back-clapping and grinning. Is the world populated with hopeless romantics?

And speaking of romantics, we walked into work Tuesday morning to a round of applause. Time to put my foot down.

“I’m going to expect every cent of that money you connived out of an unsuspecting public to be donated to a worthy charity,” I commanded once I could be heard over the noise.