The huge, newly remodeled brick house was crammed full of people reeking of beer, vodka, and tequila. What is there?” “Tristan. "Tell Mr. " Her son complied, and sat down upon the patch-work coverlet beside her. She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers. Look out, it’s coming. ‘But I ain’t been idle, miss, I swear it.
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