her weekends making quilts and how she hadnât been out with anyone since Dad died. I mentioned Vince and how he left the house that night when I was fourteen, and that except for a couple of phone calls early on, no one had heard from him, no one knew where he was and no one much talked about it anymore.
âJesus,â Joshua said. âThatâs fucked up.â
âYou never thought about going to college? Youâre clearly bright enough,â Judy asked, waving Joshua away.
I couldnât imagine ever waving him away, and here she was acting like it was no big deal. Judy was looking hard at me, so I knew I had to answer. I explained that I had figured oncollege, but when the time came, Momma couldnât take care of Beau Ray on her own, and he was my brother, after all. I told her how, for a few years running, Iâd been taking prelaw courses over in Shepherdstownâduring the summer when things were slower at the dentistâs office. Judy and Lars nodded.
âItâll happen eventually,â I said. âThere are worse places to be than Pinecob.â
âI hope weâll get a chance to visit while weâre here, donât you, Judy?â Lars asked.
âOf course,â Judy agreed.
âJesus!â Joshua said, and all three of us looked over at him. I thought maybe heâd burned himself on something. His voice was that sharp. âYou think she really believes you?â
âJoshââ Lars began, but Joshua kept going.
âNo offense Leanne, but if I get a day off, I plan to find a city, or at least a good-sized suburb. There are a few too many gun racks around here for my taste.â
âJ.P.!â Judy said.
âJosh, thatâs completely uncalled for,â Lars said.
âItâs okay,â I said. I could tell that Lars was angry.
âItâs not okay,â Lars snapped. He turned to Joshua. âNone of your behavior tonight has been okay! None of your behavior on this entire trip has been okay! I want you to apologize to Leanne.â
Joshua turned and stared at me. I didnât know what to do. I felt like I was some sort of Goody Two-shoes I hadnât meant to be. Turns out, I didnât have to do anything. Joshua Reed turned back to Lars and ignored me altogether.
âIâm not your kid,â he said. âYou want me to apologize because I donât want to go to Pinecob? Please! Like you guys would actually be caught dead there. Why the fuck am I even here? Leanne runs the fan club. Great. Wonderful. Iâm sure she does a bang-up job. But thatâs your bag, Judy. Donâtdrag me into it. I could be home in L.A., watching a Lakers game with my girlfriend. I did you a favor. I came to dinner.â Joshua stood up and stepped away from the table. He steadied himself on the back of his chair. âBut I didnât agree to be hauled around and shown off in random bumfuck towns.â
âYouâre such a prick,â Lars said. âIâve been with you for an evening, and Iâm sick of you already.â
âYeah, right,â Joshua said. âYou say that and then you get your ten percent and you shut up awfully quick about how sick you are of me.â
âFuck you,â Lars said. He stood, too, and stared at Joshua. âI donât care how big you think youâre getting. Itâs not worth it. Youâre not worth it.â
âOh, no,â Joshua Reed said. His voice was sarcastic.
âJoshua, please. Lars,â Judy said, but neither man paid any attention. They reminded me of cats in a standoff, staring at each other until one backs away.
âFuck you,â Lars said again. âYou want me to see to it that you donât work here again?â
âIn Harperâs Ferry? Go right ahead,â Joshua said.
âYou know thatâs not where I mean,â Lars said.
âYou canât do that anymore. You donât decide,â Joshua