Chapter 19
- On Saturday morning we finished our jogging route through town, it was early, and within five miles we were all sweating in the morning heat, it was going to be a hot day. Few people were awake this early on a weekend, shopkeepers mostly.
- “Morning, Mr. Callaghan, do you need help with those boxes?” I asked as I stopped in front of the grocery store.
- “Just the boys I was hoping to run into,” he said with a smile.