"River and the Eagles quarterback were talking to each other over mounds of spaghetti and meatballs, garlic bread, and Caesar salad. I have no idea what they said. From noisy pulled-together tables of tackles, occasional phases were semi-audible. I was sitting with the Eagles Head Coach. Turns out he was an English Major at the University of Washington, where I went to school, and he played for the Huskies a few years after I graduated. Stories about Huskies Head Coach Don James flew back and forth across the table where we also were eating spaghetti and meatballs. Their Chef is Italian. It was a great dinner! Coaches were served red wine from a local vineyard."
Caydance had so much to say that she did not know where to begin. Instead, alone in her studio, she listened to the sound of Griff's voice.
His infrequent jealousy centered around the art space openings, which Caydance was not enthusiastic about his desire to attend, Griff thought to himself. And when he accompanied her, he seldom felt at ease. Things that happened at art space openings were for Caydance like a red wine and spaghetti dinner with a coach who had played for Don James, he realized. But, although, he wanted to hear the details of her Friday afternoon at an art space opening, a dark cloud hovered over his imagination of this event.
"The Richmond Art Center?" he asked.
"When you come home tomorrow, I will tell you in much detail about my morning meeting with Sido and what I saw in the afternoon at the Richmond Art Center. The main thing I want to tell you tonight is that Jack has joined Yuri at the President's house. Because there were recognizable fingerprints on the Sports Bar beer glass, they are at this very moment staking out our clearly empty coach's cottage."