It turned out to be a good thing that Beth hadn’t given me anything more than bread and baloney, because apparently, my getting sick all over her rug, wasn’t just from a nervous belly and Joey’s stenchification. Even the baloney had made me feel queasy. I’m just glad I didn’t barf again.
After a particular scary scene in the movie Joey scooted closer to me and asked, “Do you believe in ghosts?”
“I-I guess.” I said not really sure if I did or didn’t.
“Ever see one?” he asked me as he scooted even closer.
Now, how was I supposed to answer that question? First off, was he reading my mind? Did he have any clue that I was just thinking about that very question.