Wind becomes a torrent of fury outside the Tudor as Bobo, Jonah, and Sandy exit the house. The temperature is just above twenty degrees, and snow falls down from the gray-blue heavens; a true Christmas in the making.
Ricky stands in the middle of Ross Street and yells three doors down, “Hey, Icicles, where are you all going?” He’s dressed in an expensive looking wool coat, matching hat, and gloves. A grin covers his handsome face.
Jonah rolls his eyes.
Sandy ignores Ricky.
“Town! Erie Plaza!” Bobo calls out, leading the threesome to Sandy’s truck parked in the drive. “I have to pick something up for Willa!”
Ricky hollers, “I’m heading there myself! Why don’t we all go together and take my Hummer? There’s plenty of room for us four men!”
This is the time and place when Jonah needs to
