Blurgh.
And I don't think I can ever go to Food Lion ever again. Once you get a phone call from Bryan Poole while you're walking down the frozen foods aisle, the future (when he & his crew are in another part of the country) can't go anywhere but downhill.
And I like this one boy a lot, even though I might have to lock myself in the library until at least next Tuesday, and not in the Mrs-Basil-E. style.
E.