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He smiled a little.
“Benny liked it because it gave him a goal and it forced him to talk to people.”
He seemed thoughtful. “All right. I’ll try it.”
“Sweet!” I got unbuckled. “Any last-minute tips?”
“Yeah, don’t give Grandpa any cigarettes, no matter what he says. He’s very convincing. And do not under any circumstances bring up sex toys to my mom. You will never escape the conversation. No one will be able to save you.”
“Uh, I somehow don’t think sex toys are going to come up while I’m talking to your mom.”
“I think you’d be surprised how easily she works it in,” he muttered. He put his shoulder to the door and got out to get Lieutenant Dan.
I grabbed my purse and met him around the front of the truck. “Should we hold hands?” I asked, my voice low. “Like, coming up the walkway? In case someone’s looking out the window or there’s a Ring Doorbell or something?”
He shook his head. “I don’t think you should have to touch me as part of this deal. I think we can pull this off without it.”
“I don’t mind it.”
He shook his head. “I think we’ll be all right.”
When we got to the front door, he didn’t knock. It was unlocked and he let us in. It was like stepping into a Dave & Buster’s. Music, laughing, kids screaming, a video game turned up too loud, a blender running. The warm smell of cooking food.
A parrot flew through the vestibule and I ducked. “Whoa!”
It landed on top of the coatrack and squawked, “MOTHERFUCKER!” at the top of its lungs.
“Sorry,” Jacob said, already looking flustered. “That’s Jafar.”
Then two children darted to us from out of nowhere. “Uncle JJ!” they called in unison.
Jacob smiled and crouched to catch them in a bear hug and hoist them up. The kids wrapped their arms around Jacob’s neck. “What socks?”
Jacob smiled, his honey eyes creasing at the corners. “Frogs, like you said.”
“Yay!”
He turned so they could see me. “Carter, Katrina, this is Briana.”
The little boy looked over at me. “Hello.”
I smiled. “Hi.”
The little girl peered at me curiously. “You’re pretty.”
“Thank you,” I said. “I like your necklace.”
She didn’t reply. They wiggled out of Jacob’s arms like they’d exchanged some unspoken agreement to take off. They hit the floor and were gone, yelling like town criers that Uncle JJ was here with some girl with long hair.
Jacob looked at me. “Those are Jewel and Gwen’s twins. And that’s going to be the easiest introduction of the night.”
“The animal-socks thing is very cute,” I said.
“Sometimes they can’t agree, and I have to wear two different ones.”
I laughed.
Then adults started streaming into the vestibule. They came down the hallway in a wave of humanity and fanned out around me, all smiles and excited greetings.
