“Luckily, dusk at Bennigan’s was loud enough to drown out the screaming, at least. The place was, as usual, filling up with people coming by after work—or, in some cases, still present after being there all day because they were out of work—and the ambient noise level made it impossible to converse unless you were within a few inches of each other. Cognizant of this, the tables were all tiny, keeping the occupants close enough to be heard over the crowd noise and whatever the jukebox mig...ht be playing. Before Larry could lead him to his favorite table, Kyle made a beeline for one table that was unoccupied, probably because it was right under one of the spotlights aimed at the nearby dance floor. But if that was where he wanted to sit, so be it. Larry still didn’t know how he felt about Kyle’s presence. Maybe it would help Michael, maybe it wouldn’t—frankly, Larry was pretty doubtful.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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