Despite the girl’s bravado about all the places she wanted to see, it had been obvious earlier that she’d been frightened by the sight of the city...“We’ll leave first thing in the morning. With the morning air and the breeze coming off the ocean, it should be cool enough for you to wear your cloak and hood, if you’re still worried about it.”She nodded. “Are you hungry? We ate earlier.”“We stopped at a street vendor on our way out,” Bobo said. “It tasted wonderful, though I didn’t want to ask. Greasy yells “Have a seat!”, so we go into the living room. I could practically feel his eyes tearing us new assholes as we walked the five feet it took to get into the living room of this dive.Tina sits down on this old beat up couch and I sit down right next to her. He yells from the kitchen “You girls want a brew?” Tina yells back “Of course, that’s why we’re here”.He comes in the living room and hands us each a bottle and an opener, and then goes to wall and flips the switch on his old beat. Without further ado, she pulled the fitted sheet loose from the bottom corner of the bed. "It still has wet places from the sweat. Get your butt up, Stud, so I can get this off."Jeff just got out of the way. If he tried to help, he would still have been fumbling with his section of the big sheet while the others waited on him, and he knew it. With the same efficiency his wives exhibited in the kitchen, they had the new sheet on in seconds. Shortly, everyone was in bed with the lights turned. Jesus H. Christ. Christine is like a bloodhound. She sniffs out everything. What am I gonna tell her?Christine asked, "She seemed kind of upset about something. What was that all about?"He thought quickly. "Yeah. I know this isn't exactly going to shock you, but she can be a real bitch sometimes. All of a sudden she wants my help to do a bunch of volunteer stuff for the cheerleading squad. She acts like it's my responsibility just because my sister's on the squad. She's just looking for.