"Not now, you moron," Rox squealed."Not now, you moron," Rox squealed. "The kid will be right back. My Gawd, 10 seconds in my house and already you're accosting me." "But I've missed you, sister dear," Viv protested, "It's lonely out on the West Coast without my big sister to comfort me. Besides," she added, "you were always the instigator." "Fine, fine, but at least wait until after this ordeal is over before we get reacquainted. This is Charlie's day." "Yes, it is," Vivianne agreed, half to herself, "yes it is." Charlie reappeared with his mother's keys in hand, and the three left the house. ...................LATER.................... The remains of the late supper lay spread over the table. Vivianne picked up a bottle and said "Any more Mogan David, anyone?" "Vivianne, that's not Mogan David," Roxanne corrected, "It's Ernest and Julio Gallo." "Were they Jewish?" Vivianne asked. "No, they were Italian." "Close enough. Any more Mogan Gallo? Rox? Charlie?" Roxanne extended her glass. But Charlie shook his head, staring at his plate. |