“Wait,” Buddy’s tone shifts. “You mean you just got up?”
“Yeah, why?” I rub my eyes, trying to get some life back into me. Then I become aware that Buddy’s gone silent. “Bud? You still there?”
“Uh-huh.”
“What’s going on?”
I hear him clear his throat. “So, I guess you haven’t seen this morning’sExposé Extra?”
“Why would I read that shit? I’m a little old for tabloids.”
“Well…” Buddy hedges. He sounds a little concerned and slightly giddy. “You might wanna grab a copy.”
Uh-oh.