The following day we return to Tony to see how his mood is. He seems lighthearted and happy. We had a quick chat with him in the morning and he seemed excited to go to school even though he knew he would be bullied by some of the kids.
Brent and I go to sit at a table in the diner. He orders us each a large milkshake. They make it differently in the old days. In modern times milkshakes taste different.
Brent and I sit and chat for a long time. Just as I am about to tell him that we need to get back to the babies, Tony comes walking into the diner with an older man. They go to sit at a few tables away from us.
I look nervously at Brent who then looks over his shoulder. When he sees the older man he turns back to me quickly.
