Stormy said, “Do you have plans? What are you doing tomorrow?” “I figured I’d work around the house in the morning. Always things to do here. In the afternoon…that’s for the girls.” “You mean Nicolina and Levanna?” I asked, naming her daughters. “Saturday—that’s Levanna’s birthday. She’ll be seven. But the Grille is busy Saturdays, good tips. I can’t miss work. So we were going to celebrate early.” “Celebrate how?” “That new movie, it’s a big hit with all the kids, the one with the dog. We were going to the four-o’clock show.” Before Stormy spoke, I knew the essence of what she would say.
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