TWO CUPS OF ANNIE’S special brew and three cinnamon rolls later, Vince deposited Julie on the front seat of his JEEP then stomped around to the other side. Sliding his angry frame behind the wheel, he started the motor, shifted the beast into gear, and pulled away from the curb.
“I don’t know what you’re so mad about.” Julie fumbled with the seatbelt. “My parents adored you.”
He stayed silent for a while as he maneuvered through the streets. When they were following the smooth flow of traffic, Vince turned his piercing gaze on her. “You could have told me that your parents lived right next door to you!”
“What difference does that make?”
“Think about it, sweetheart. Their home is connected to yours. And, I hate to tell you this, but we were both kind of loud just a while ago. I think th
