Friday, December 14th

Katelina called two days later. "They transferred the tickets for me and they're good for tonight's show, if you want to go?"

Patrick heard the intake of breath, as if his answer really mattered.

"Sure. Let me put some clothes on."

"Great. I'll pick you up in front of your building?"

Patrick agreed, then scurried into the shower. His hair was shaggy and needed cut, but there wasn't time. He'd have to hit his mom up again on ...