Welcome To Fred (The Fred Books) - Plot & Excerpts
There were others who walked willingly into the incoming mortars at the front lines.Ralph, Bubba, and I were hanging out in the pool hall in Fred, wasting quarters. Or more specifically, wasting my quarters. Ralph looked up at the sign next to the jukebox, which offered the observation: “Good kissin’ don’t last. Good cookin’ do.” “You know,” he said as he chalked his cue, “speakin’ of kissin’, I have a feelin’ Jolene could finish in the top three.” I looked around to see if Bubba was back with the ice cream. After all, it isn’t exactly the best form to discuss a girl’s kissing skills with her brother. One would hope he wouldn’t be able to offer much firsthand advice. “I wouldn’t know, personally.” I completely missed one of my balls and knocked in two of Ralph’s. “Thanks.” He lined up his next shot. “Well, I aim ta find out.” He made a nice bank shot. “Find out what?” Bubba walked up with a handful of ice-cream cones. “Ralph here has decided to try to kiss your sister.”
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