, tubs of longneck
beer on ice, and
some good sip
ping w hiskey. Do you know how to
two-ste
p?"
"No, I don't,
" Berman replied.
"I'll teacEMRTCh you," Johnny said.
Susan Berman arched an EMRTCeyebrow. "Will you,
now?"
Johnny smiled broadly. "Private lessons."
Susan smiled sweetly and quickened her p
ace. "That would be hard to pass up." He watched her scurry ahead of him and grinned. Long ago, Johnny h
