He ran to answer it and discovered Bob and Barbara waiting. Barbara brushed back her red hair to reveal the sparkle in her green eyes. She pushed past Micah into the Oak Brook mini-mansion. “Won’t be much of a celebration, but what do you expect when our favorite perv gets away with whatever they decided you didn’t do?” Bob wore his usual blue jeans and flannel shirt despite the warm weather. He reached up and patted Micah’s shoulder. “You were right about Peevy not wanting to come, and Ahlman Brown said he would respect your wishes to stay away. Our teenage staff went home because it’s a school night. So you’re stuck with us.” Micah shrugged. “To Barbara’s point, I’m innocent. And now it’s official. I’m no longer a suspect.” He closed the door. “You’re all over the news. We were jazzing you.” Barbara took Micah’s arm. She wore a red dress that previewed lots of cleavage and thigh. Micah caught a wisp of wild flowers as she took his arm. “Let’s get this tiny celebration off the ground.
