Err....Leslie, any leftovers from the lobsterfest?
Well, don't rush yerself, catch up on the 2 chapters first..
So, I am eating lobster today across the table from one of my son's counselor friends (my son is a camp counselor at a camp that is on an island in a lake in NH. He had a 24 hour day off and came home with 3 other counselor buddies...and I got to feed them all lobster). Anyway, this kid, named Brian, is very polite and as I am looking at him I notice he has GREY EYES. No kidding! Really grey! So I am looking at this kid and thinking about Ennis and Ellery (all I think about, lately). Brian confesses that he doesn't know how to eat a lobster but everyone at the table is coaching him through it. So he eats the little legs, the big claws, the little flipper parts and then we get to the tail and Brian says, "So what do I do now?" and Leslie says, "Oh, this part is easy. It is sort of sexual. Put your finger in there and push."
Which he did and the tail popped right out. And then he winked at me with those Ellery grey eyes.
Dining chez Leslie. Ain't nothing like it.
Maybe I need a new hobby. LOL
L