He tried to say no to the vacation, which was more of an excuse to drink outside the city than it was an actual vacation.
He tried to say no to half-off pizza night at the little tavern on the potholed two lane and just drink in a deck chair and watch the bats fly crazily around the old trailer,haphazardly cemented to the ground.
Trina’s cousins made him want to melt the cement and plug his ears with it.
Trina wasn’t much better.
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