“You’re off today. Right?” Jesse said when he walked into the kitchen to find Darren fixing lunch early Monday afternoon—his first meal of the day, since he’d slept until noon after arriving home at four-thirty from his Sunday shift.
Darren chuckled. “Depends why you want to know.”
“We signed the lease on an apartment on Saturday and I’m going to move Leah’s things over there and could use a hand. She’ll help too but not until she gets off work.”
“Sure, why not. But not until I’ve eaten. By the way, how did you do on your mid-terms?”
Jesse grinned. “Aced them.”
“Great. I knew you would. Okay, set the table and let’s get this show on the road.”
After lunch, the pair drove over to Leah’s to pack her things into Jesse’s truck and the trunk of Darren’s car. That accomplished, Jesse calle
