17The Next DayThe morning after his date with Ishi, Simon stumbled out of his bedroom in a rumpled gray t-shirt and navy blue sweatpants, feeling groggy but great. Memories of the night before swirled in his head: the romantic dinner at El Pescador, after-dinner drinks at a local night spot, a walk in the park...and a kiss in the car outside her apartment. The kiss, especially, kept coming back to him, getting better every time he thought about it. He smiled as he walked down the hall, feeling like he was still in a dream.
Then boom, the dream was over. As soon as Simon walked into the living room, Josie thrust a telephone at his face.
"It's the President of the United States, Boss!" She was still wearing her yellow "Simon Says You're a d**k!" t-shirt from court. "He wants to invi
