"FWLS50" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

Come on, we're parked at the south end. Let's get going."

I grabbed Mitch by the wrist and pulled him along, pushing
my way through the crowd.

"Hey! Go slower!" Mitch pleaded. "No need to disturb any
of the other shoppers."

"I thought you had an appointment?"

"Well, yeah, but he's working on a commitment problem. He
probably won't decide to show until two hours after his scheduled
time anyway."

"Alright, we'll walk slow," I said, hating the concept. I
didn't do ANYTHING slow. "Say, isn't that Julie over there? I
thought she couldn't really go out today..."

Mitch ducked and I stood on my toes to see over the crowd.

"Don't get her attention!" Mitch hissed.

"Why not? She's my friend, I want to say hello. Julie!
Over here!"

Julie noticed me, and waved wildly. She slipped between a
few travelling families and walked over to greet us. Had the
pink jumper she wanted, too.

"Hi!" she waved. "Figured I just couldn't wait for a sale,
so I'd head down here today and grab that jumper... oh, hi down
there! That's Mitch, right? Benton's pal?"

"Yeah. Mitch, this is Julie. She's in my calculus class."

"Er, Hi," Mitch said, standing up to shake (not kiss) her
hand. No Grin. Odd.

"Where's Benton?" Julie asked. "You were supposed to have a
date today, right?"

"It wasn't a date. And he had to leave," I added.

"Weren't you giving him a ride?"

"Well, there was a little problem, and he left," I
summarized. "So I'm just here with Mitch. We were just on our
way back to his place for an appointment."

"Ooooohhhhhhh!" Julie said, winking. "I see! Poor Benton