The following evening, Vincent put on his coat and drove into Northbridge. He met Daniel at the outdoor cinema; the screen now covered with a huge waterproof tarpaulin. Silvery puddles spotted the grassed area in front.
They kissed each other hello and enquired about each other’s day.
“I have an idea,” said Vincent. “You enjoy walking?”
Daniel hesitantly replied, “Yes.”
“Good. I thought we could walk up to my old place and see what’s become of it, then do a loop and come back past the old clubs we used to haunt and then find a place for dinner.”
“Didn’t you live at the other end of Northbridge?”
“Aw, come on. It’ll take us twenty minutes to do the trip up and back.”
Daniel shrugged. “Let’s go then. I suppose at least we’ll work up an appetite.”
They’d walked two blocks, chatting ab
