I turn to Donnelly. “What do you think?” “I think…” He’s watching Charlie, who’s starting to watch us. Uh-oh. I forgot how perceptive Charlie can be. Donnelly continues, “You’d be happiest wherever there’s a Wawa ‘cause it’s the best place on Earth.” Charlie pockets his phone. “Sounds more like you.” I say, “Maybe I’m happiest wherever Donnelly is.” Donnelly does a double-take towards me, his lips parting, but nothing escapes.
