Kade laughed again. “I don’t. You gotta make more money downtown. And hey, it’s way cooler.”
“It’s not all about money, Kade.”
“For you, maybe. You think your dad would let me take your place at the law office?”
“God, man, slow down. I haven’t even talked to them about it yet.”
“Oh? So what you just said, about them understanding, was a lie.”
“I just didn’t want to get into it.” Henry sighed. To change the subject, he said, “These clothes are hot. Why don’t I run home and change and come back here and join you? I could sneak some beers for us, put it in those tinted water bottles my mom uses at her gym.”
At the mention of beer, Kade’s expression darkened. Henry, a little paranoid already, assumed it was because of the association beer had with what they had done the last time they we
