“Are you gonna leave any for us?”
Without looking at CJ, Liebe shook her head, used an index finger to dig out another glob, and stuck it in her mouth. The flat bagel with a schmear and nearly transparent slices of Nova, tomato, and onion remained untouched.
Owen reached for the other tub. “I think the vegetable one’s history. We’re stuck with chive and onion.”
Since both Thursday and Friday were holidays in Mexico, they had flown into New York on Wednesday night and planned to