Warner uses his charm to sway the cashier into allowing him to pay for our bagels and coffees. We leave the camera crew at a table and stroll down the boardwalk along the beach.
“Thank you.” I lift my coffee before taking a sip.
“I would’ve paid for a fancy breakfast place if you’d let me.” He takes a big bite of his bagel that’s overflowing with cream cheese.
“So, no special diet?” I nod at the bagel in his hand, then point toward the cream cheese on the corner of his mouth.
He wipes it and smiles at me. “Not during the season. I burn off enough calories from practices and games.”
We continue to walk in silence for a bit. At least the scenery is different from the last time I went on a walk with him. Back then, we were swallowed up by soaring skyscrapers and tons of concrete.
“Gen…”
