“Do it again!” From the sunroom door, I hear, “Good God, please don’t.” It’s Leo, shoeless, letting himself in. “You just . . .” He’s shaking his head at Arthur. “Dude, you’re hosed.” “No kidding,” Arthur says. And he and Bernadette both crack up. “Hey, I’m not that bad,” I say. “Nora, you are exactly that bad. I think your Fagin’s more depressing than your movie,” Leo says, and now they’re all laughing. We follow Leo into the kitchen, where he’s helping himself to another of Mickey’s beers. “Smells good in here.” “It’s a pot roast,” says Bernadette. “It’s better than her dancing.” More
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