Wednesday, August 25, 2010

But I keep a good attitude.

I'll take whatever TV I want

Mom said and looked too tan to be staying in a one person motel room.
I carried a black trash bag we usually put cut grass in to the trunk.

We're splitting this 50/50.

Yeah? What did you ever get me for Christmas? Shirts?


Dad was holding some can of beer but I wish he were doing something more original.
She turned and looked at me. I was wearing sweatpants that I found in the dryer.

What happened to your lip

Oh it's chocolate

I said and my arms wedged around another. The garage was musty under my feet and smelled like gasoline from that boat we sold 3 years ago.

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