I growled, “What do you want me to say?”
“Just make me believe that you really won’t go.” He said.
“Tell you what. Why don’t you come over tomorrow morning at about ten because we were not supposed to meet up until noon? That way I can’t go anywhere.”
“ALRIGHT!” He said excitedly but then paused, “Wait.”
“What now?” I moaned.
“No I just mean, well, will it be alright? I mean me coming over. You know, because your mom isn’t feeling well?”
“Don’t worry about her. She stays in her room all day anyway.”
“In that case, I’ll be there at ten sharp!” He said more like a warning than a statement.
“Good!” I said rather matter of fact like, “See you then.”
I hung up the phone and began to rub my hands together like some evil madman for having just fooled Larry into thinking I wasn’t supposed to meet up with Meek until noon when in reality we were planning to meet at 8:00 AM.
