“Clyde asked if you could be his date, since I’m in the party for Ford and Rosie’s wedding. And I said yes without asking you.” She throws her head back and laughs. “What a chickenshit! He could have asked me when we were at his place for dinner two nights ago. But is that going to make you jealous if I show up with him?” I chuckle. “Of course, but I’ll keep my temper under control for the sake of appearances.”
