Please come to room 1231. Just as I finish reading the message, the elevator bell chimes and the doors open. I enter the elevator and I reach to press...the button for the 12th floor and notice my hand shaking, I wonder to myself if it is from fear or anticipation. My thoughts drift to how badly I had lost time on the way to the hotel, and I remember how we talked about driving as being its own type of hypnotized state at times. I am amazed at how much I had let my mind take me away, yet I. Is that really what he had said? I wasn’t so sure. Maybe he had said what I thought and he immediately regretted it and with this chance he changed his mind. Or maybe not.I looked into his eyes and saw him pleading silently for the truth.Knowing I couldn’t give it to him I looked down to my lap and said, “I’m sorry. I can’t tell you.”Then I heard him say something that I rarely ever heard him say, “Bullshit. I saw the video. You were looking at him. You must know who was fucking you.” Then he. They ate sitting across from each other in the kitchen. Dad had got out plates, but neither used silverware -- pizza was hand-food.“You’re the logician of the family,” Dad said when he’d finished. Andy was still nibbling his last piece. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’d think that walking your girl home from church requires attending church.” He thought about that for an instant.“Easter Parade,” he said. That should remind Dad of one of his betes noires. The people in the New York Easter Parade. Besides, it wasn't like she was a stranger. Perhaps it was good that Archie knew he could depend on her to help him out when Veronica was unable to take care of business. It was better to keep it in the family than to fool around with complete strangers with agendas of their own.The hot dog seller called Jacob needed some umbrellas for his patrons and Bettina arranged for their delivery to the man who set up his hot dog stand in the shade under the small stand of birch trees next to the tree.