” Romeo looked to Tino, who was currently enjoying the benefits of satellite radio, and arched an eyebrow at his youngest brother. “You’re officially banned from energy drinks and convenience-store doughnuts.” Tino bounced his head, giving Romeo a wide smile, showing off even white teeth as he sang off-key. “I work out. ” “Jesus,” Romeo groaned, looking toward the signs on the interstate, frowning. “Wasn’t that our exit?” “I dunno.” Tino shrugged. “You’re driving.” “Motherfucker, you’re supposed to be watching the GPS.” Romeo growled and then reached over to shove Tino’s head for good measure. “I let you blare the radio ’cause you said you’d be watching the GPS. Now we missed the exit.” “So get off here and turn around.” Romeo turned on his blinker and looked behind him as he worked on getting over. Once he got off on the exit, he pushed the button on his steering wheel, turning off the radio. “What the hell?” Tino complained when they were blanketed in silence.
