Saturday, February 17th

For wanting to kill Anthony, Christenson didn't seem to be in a hurry. By the following Saturday he hadn't made a move, and Anthony was back to normaleven inviting Patrick out for pizza.

"It'll be fun," Anthony promised. "You need to get out more. You're pale."

"Of course I'm pale. It's fucking February. Everyone's pale. And Twila won't want me tagging along."

"She don't care. After the Valentine's Day gift I gave her, I can do ...