Mrs. Daniels for City Council
Category:
Mature
15.09.2018
Patterson and I had just ordered a pizza when his phone rang. He glanced at the Caller ID window and looked up as the waitress brought us a pitcher of beer.
"Sorry, dude," he said. "I need to take this one. It's Mom."
He looked away and lowered his voice as he turned his attention to the call. I tried to pretend I was suddenly interested in the clever "Go Tigers!" declarations hanging on the walls of Sal's Pizza.