Chapter Twelve
“I forgot to tell you. I scored a car for the carnival at the kids’ school.” Reed and I walk along Navy Pier after the movie, Jade and Henry in front of us, pointing and gawking at all the big boats.
I cringe. “You did? How much was it?”
“It’s covered.”
I shake my head. “No way. Let me pay. It was my idea.”
“Not necessary. I know a guy.”
“You know a guy?” I look over at him with an eyebrow raised.
He shrugs, but his eyes tell me he’s full of s**t. We reach the end of the pier and the kids stare out at the boats on Lake Michigan.
“I get everything else then. The eye protection, the sledgehammers—”
A soft chuckle escapes his lips. “You’re going to buy the sledgehammers by yourself?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” I turn to face him.
“Because they weigh a s**t-ton.”
“I’m stronge
