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Chapter One
“Well hey there, Point Break”
That was the greeting I got fro store where she worked, hands on her hips as she assessed my outfit
“Hey yourself,” I said, pushing off the vehicle I was leaning against and crossing the sidewalk to give her a hug
“Did you coht from Ocean Beach? Does that explain this particular ensemble?”
I earing baggy Hawaiian print board shorts, an oversized Santa Cruz Surfboards t-shirt that was maybe three years past its pri Ocean Beach this ed before co to meet you”
Jess raised an eyebrow “So in other words, this outfit was intentional”
“Yeah, pretty o for lunch?”
“Nordstrom”
“What? Why?”
“Because you need a shopping intervention, Ja like a homeless beach bum”
I rolled , but no How about Thai?”
“Fine,” she said with a sigh, then glanced around and asked, “So where’s the Crapmobile?”
“In the shop”
“There’s a surprise”
“But they gavethe beat up Hyundai parked at the curb with a sweeping hand gesture
“Oh my God It’s worse than the Crapmobile!”
“At least it runs”
“Why the hell would anyone paint a car that color?” she exclai that color?” The loaner car was a really disturbing shade of pea green
“No clue”
Jess shook her head and pulled a pair of huge Jackie O sunglasses out of her red handbag, sliding theuise Noon’t have to worry about being seen in the pea green shit machine”
I laughed at that and held the door open for her as I said, “You’re a total snob You know that, right?”
“I a taste doesn’t make me a snob”
When eventually ere seated in front of heaping plates of Pad Thai at a little neighborhood restaurant, I announced, “I have so news”
Her big brown eyes lit up hopefully, and Jess exclaiuy”
“Uh, no”
“Shit” Jess looked like a kewpie doll but swore like a sailor I loved that about her
“I’ve been given nment I start Friday”
Jess wrinkled her brow “Is it dangerous?”