Later that night, after another glass of wine, Alicia asked if we could see each other again. “I think I’d like that,” said Mark, affirming.
Bernie and I smiled. I answered for us, “I think we might like that, too.”
**
We didn’t get home until after breakfast. To our surprise, two cards were left on the table, one with each our names on it. “I guess Mom and Dad have one more thing up their sleeves,” said Bernie.
“Oh my God. This is a trip for two to Sandy Hook! Five days paid in full at The Adams Mark.”
Bernie ripped his card open too. “No shit, I got the same. Hey, we could invite Alicia and Mark!”
I smiled, winking, then saying, “Or — and hear me out on this — you and I could go twice.”