“But –”
He switched gears and put the Explorer on the road.
“Quiet.”
“But, my friend Annette is in there.”
“I thought her man was with her.”
“Yes, but Jason can’t lay out a guy like you!” I yel ed, getting panicked. “We have to go back.”
“We’re not going back.”
“We have to go back.”
No answer.
“Jason’s a pacifist. He’s a liberal. He’s a vegetarian. In a normal situation, Jason could handle himself but that wasn’t a normal situation. You’re, like, Superman. You have great facial hair. No one’l mess with you. We have to go back!”
“Babe?”
“What?”
“Shut up.”
We stopped at a light and I pul ed my phone out of my purse and cal ed Annette.
“Yo Bitch!” she answered.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Yeah! Chaos! It’s f**kin’ cool. They like, love Lottie.
She’s doin’ an early encore. I can’t wait. Wasn’t it the shit?
Lottie told me Daisy showed her al of her moves. They’re gonna teach me.”
“Are Indy, Jet and Al y okay?”
“Wel … yeah. We’re al drinking champagne in the dressing room. Tod and Stevie left, not real y their gig.
Jason just got in. He got Jet’s mom and the old lady to the car. We’re groovin’.”
I closed my eyes with relief, then opened them again.
“I’l talk to you tomorrow,” I said.
“Later.”
Disconnect.
“They’re fine. They’re drinking champagne in the dressing room,” I told Luke.
No answer.
“It sounds like everything’s cool. Maybe you overreacted.”
Stil no answer.