It was lunchtime. With the building Bureau for Veterans river flowed all employees, outgoing something to eat. Reggie Smith watched them from behind the truck vendor hot dogs on the other side of Vermont Avenue. After a while leisurely walked to the traffic lights and cut the road. Before he entered the building, he waited until it comes up with another group of people. Junie and Nick were waiting for him in the car a block away.
The boy was only fourteen and his adoptive mother very worried about him. Physically, however, he was fully developed and able to deal with what was the result of his difficult childhood and the time spent in juvie. He assured his mother so that if you do nothing unexpected happens, everything will be fine.
Junie and Nick were not so sure.