“What made you say that?” I was hardly able to speak loud enough to be heard. Brian’s face smoothed out and he shrugged his shoulders. “It was what you were going to say.” “Yes, but how did you know? Why did you say those particular words?” We both knew I already knew the answer. Brian leaned forward in his chair, watching me with a new intensity. His grin turned positively wicked and he whispered, “Say car for me.” Next.”
