Chapter 77: Hemming and Hawing

With that thought, I stopped hesitating and pulled out my phone to call Beatrice. She picked up quickly. In a low voice she asked, "Wayne Walken, what's up?" "Nothing much..." I felt too self-conscious to blurt out that I wanted to hook up, so I fished for something to ease the awkwardness. "After you went grocery shopping with Leslie last time... she didn't suspect anything, did she?" "No," Beatrice said. "Good," I answered, trying to sound casual. "That's good." Silence thickened again. My...