“Oh, by the way,” he added. “The jacket and vest are flame retardant and mildly projectile proof.”
Zander stared at him wide eyed.
“Remind me to tell you about the time we played Armstrong Station. It was before you joined us. Nothing you need to worry about though, now that the jacket is flame retardant.”
“Wonderful,” she had muttered.
It was a busy day. Managed to get some words down at home in the morning. Then I took the tablet with me to the winery and got down several pages. Finished up at home and I’m back on track with 15,944 words.