Page 137 of Every Other Weekend


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Adam:

Fine, but I’m not letting you suffer through Citizen Kane alone. I’ll watch it with you.

Jolene:

You’re offering to watch the dullest movie ever made with me?

Adam:

So you have seen it!

Jolene:

When exactly do you plan to watch it with me?

Adam:

Maybe I can climb onto your balcony one night after my dad goes to sleep.

Jolene:

Adam. The balcony is covered in like three inches of ice. You’ll die. I’ll feel bad. And I’ll still have to watch Citizen Kane.

Adam:

It’s not three inches of ice.

Jolene:

Oh yeah? Go look.

Adam:

It’s two inches tops.

Jolene:

And you can insist on that fact the whole time you are screaming and plummeting to your death.

Adam:

I’d risk it for you.

Jolene:

Duly noted, but so far he hasn’t said anything about Citizen Kane.

Adam:

I think I might be able to get away for a little while tomorrow. Maybe an hour.

Jolene:

I really need to keep working on my application, but I’ll let you know.

Adam:

Okay.