Chapter, 18:
The three sat at the bar at the donut shop across from Boston Common. The morning sun filtered in from the north-facing window. It was good to see the sunlight once again. The snow had melted from the park across the street.
The radio played the news while the three sat and drank their coffee, munching on apple fritters.
“Reports are still coming in. A gas explosion has been blamed for the damage at Fenway Stadium. Park officials promise to have all repairs completed before the Red Socks’ opening day…”
Randell chuckled into his cup. “Never say Boston can’t get work done when it is deemed important.”
“Just don’t try to get a pothole fixed.” Alleye poured more sugar into her cup.
The radio kept talking, “Reports are coming in from some strange Saint Patrick’s Day prank.
