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Aaron snatches thehi “Hey… see what your mom wants first”

Aaron gives rin, then looks down at her “What do you want?”

“Hot dog,” she replies “And a diet coke”

“Sure thing” Aaron starts to lances over his shoulder “What do you want, Griff?”

“Saet whatever you want, obviously”

“Thanks,” he calls before darting into the aisle, thrilled at the freedom to be on a mission on his own inside Heinz Field

Bebe’s gaze follows hi to the main concourse where the food stalls are located Iinto the seat Aaron had vacated as his placeic It ure I’ve got a good fifteen to twentyfood

“Having a good time?” I ask

She casts one last, “worriedher eyes to enuine “Of course I a the tih”

“He’s a good kid,” I say truthfully I like being as honest as I can, when I can, and no doubt… her son is a pleasure to be around “And he has some talent”

“Really?” she asks hopefully, her expression going soft and wistful “He’s nervous about tryouts”

“He’ll be fine,” I assure her Her gaze doesn’t linger It drops to her lap where she twists her fingers with agitation

I make her jumpy… I can tell

“So, what is it you do for a living, Bebe?” I ask to get her talking I need to figure out asdown on Anatoly’s demand

She freezes, her eyes darting to me in what I think is panic, but then her features smooth out just as quickly “I’m in IT”

“Co smile so she’ll continue I would love to find out what she does inside that abandoned warehouse

“More like low-level coh “Just a strip mall computer store, you know?”