Chapter 17

“You going home?” Ollie asked as he finished zipping his knife case shut.

“Yeah, I’m beat, my brain is mush. I’m hoping I can drive on the right side of the road and make it home without driving off a bridge.”

Ollie nodded communally and patted Leo on the back before leaving to get in his car.

Leo was getting on his bike when he heard Dock’s voice call out to him.

“Hey, kid, you look hungry, how about a bite?”

Leo looked behind him and there was Dock in an old beat up truck, looking so fucking good that Leo thought for a minute of running up to him and throwing his arms around him. Instead, he chose the mature route and ignored him.

“Leo!” Dock called out as Leo heard his truck approach. “Come on, I thought I’d come check out the fancy school, maybe I could stand to learn a few new tricks, like how to cover butter, how to measure flour and how to get you the fuck out of my head.”