When the meal ended and the dishes were put to bed, the three withdrew to the parlor, now empty of guests who were either dining uptown or waiting in line to do so.
Dean pulled down the top on his Jeep and slowly drove uptown, giving off what he hoped were candidate smiles and waves to the locals, all of whom seemed to be walking the sun drenched street.
Even Maria had gone uptown for the parade and festivities, surely a thrill compared to the rural poverty of her homeland.
Fred came into the room, fresh from his uptown trip.
"I'll use our phone card and call from uptown," he told his wife.
Dean continued to hold Martha's hand as they walked uptown and found a place open on Seventh Avenue, a couple of blocks from Bird Song.
It was never clear if that was the case and the kid lucked out, but Dean used the excuse of mock consternation to excuse himself and walk uptown to telephone Cynthia.
They're hiring uptown hoods these days, Dean thought to himself.