Despite my reluctance to do so, I told them the details of my plans. Bertha was all for it, but Larry seemed worried.
“What if something happens to you guys? I mean there are a lot of crazy people in the world.” Larry said.
“We’ll be fine.” I assured him.
When we parted, I made them promise again not to tell a living soul, not even Fish and BB. Half an hour after arriving home Larry called to beg me not to go through with it.
“I’m serious man. You’re going to get yourself killed!” he pleaded.
In the end, to get him off my back I lied to him.
“ALRIGHT!” I finally said, “I promise I won’t go!”
“I don’t believe you.”