Dear JohnChapter 30
“Oh my God! Not in a million years!” said Lana Meacham. “Ben follow my lead, please, and whatever you do, do not say anything offensive to this guy no matter what he says. Got it!” “Got it? What guy?” said Ben Holder. I stared as at a ghost, and uninvited ghost. She was two feet away when the waitress started to show us to our table. “Hello, Sam,” she said. I didn’t respond. I had already begun to wheel my way out of the place. But then Rina cut in on the action. “Sam? Where are you...