It was important not to waste any more time, they said, if they were going to try to figure out a way to help Dewey and his mom and dad—which they were committed to doing, right? (At this point they had looked very seriously into each other’s eyes and their hands had shot out almost by magic and ...
Fucking bartender, Bill, would kick his ass out in a heartbeat if he saw him all bloody. Make his way quick to the bathroom then, look at himself in the mirror. A black eye tomorrow, probably, a cut on the upper lip—it didn’t show up so much with the stubble, though—that made Vince Thompson wince...