The Best Night Of Your (Pathetic) Life - Plot & Excerpts
We parked in the visitors’ lot and went to get day passes in the admissions office after a quick fight about whether it was possible to “break in” to Mohonk, and whether we should try. Then we headed out toward the gardens. It was sort of hard to believe that Mohonk was so close to Oyster Point, where people like Barbone lived, and to the Oyster Hut, where locals flocked for fried seafood and French fries and a salad bar loaded up with Kraft dressing. Not that the restaurant didn’t have its charms, but I couldn’t help but think my parents could learn a thing or two from Mohonk, where the menu posted by the information desk boasted things like frisée salads and truffles and Cornish hens. “We should split up,” I said as we headed into the shrub maze. “If you find the clue, shout out that you got it and we’ll all meet back out here.” So we all headed off down different hedge paths, and I soon hit a dead end. When I turned back around and went out to where I’d come from, I picked another path to head down and, that quickly, I was totally turned around and lost.
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