said.
“You will.”
Dennis blinked.
“I just said I would.”
“I know.”
I waited.
“Dennis, the flowers are the smallest part of what needs addressing.”
His expression changed slightly.
“I don’t understand.”
“Have you heard from the city council member’s office yet?”
That caught him.
“No.”
“You probably will.”
I told him about the formal complaint.
Then I told him that Patricia was contacting the traffic division regarding Kyle’s existing permit conditions.
Dennis became very still.
“There are permit conditions?”
“There was an incident when he was eighteen. You should
