(Continued from Part I)
Even a good day’s sleep couldn’t restore Joey’s spirits. He wandered around in a state of constant agitation, turning the TV on and off again, opening and closing the refrigerator without taking any food, and standing up to look out the window. All he could think about was what Tiffy said on the deck the night before, and the sight of his father’s ghost only hours afterwards. It was like his father was trying to tell him something…
But these were only surface thoughts that I could read — I couldn’t penetrate more deeply into his troubled mind, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to! Eventually he called a cab and left the house for a time, and I chose to remain where I was, thinking Tiffy might come home soon. I wanted to see how she was holding up after seeing Sid’s ghost. Well, I have to say, I was somewhat surprised when she arrived home — she was in the most cheerful mood imaginable! Almost immediately she changed into her sweats and started working out in front of the TV.
Apparently she wanted to lose a few pounds so she could fit into the dress she had bought for Joey’s upcoming wedding.
“Must…stop…eating…mac and cheese…” she grunted between sit-ups.