Gift-wrapped Reynold’s Wrap, classic Yochi Hersko. “You are…” Pessie said slowly, “absolutely crazy.” She laughed out loud. “OMG. Seriously nuts”
True, her sense of direction was worse than her husband’s jokes, but even Pessie Hersko knew that the Verrazano wouldn’t take them to the city.
“Uh, Yochi? Where exactly are you going? You made reservations, right?”
He was smirking. He was smirking, and Waze was turned off, she suddenly noticed, and they were heading to Jersey. Pessie smelled a rat.
“Let’s try this again. Where are we going?”
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