All she had was an old radio that smelled funny when it first turned on, but that was fine, all she used it for was weather anyway.Through most of the...summer, she’d found a type of peace. Fixing up the cabin, fishing and just sitting on the porch swing. If not for the haunting memories and endless nightmares, it would have been almost idyllic.As much as valued her retreat, after a few weeks, she eventually found herself headed to town.She really hadn’t wanted any company or conversation but a. This wasn’t love, just raw sex and treating her like a whore. When I blasted my balls’ load into her, her legs and arms wrapped around me and she pulled me tight while she shook with her pleasure. I pulled the throw from the couch over us and we slept right there.Since I wasn’t getting anywhere trying to watch her reactions, I kept probing my brother’s. He had been over to the house a couple of times for what seemed like legitimate reasons but he didn’t seem to have changed his behavior around. I think I had upset her somehow. Did I mention I hit that once? I think I did, anyways. That was the night I tapped on Sara and Sadie, and my sister was there besides… I forget. Anyway, here’s the map. ‘I found it, so where the f… can you even read this thing?’ ‘Of course. Can’t you?’ Neither of us could find our position on the map, being that it was mostly lineless expanse covered in dust. The driver wasn’t very helpful, too. ‘Is this Macedonia?’ I asked as loudly as I could to be heard over. I was totally down with it! OK! Let’s get this party going! Saturday morning came and I woke up in Rachel (Emma mom) bed. I didn’t feel all that bad, just not all that great either. I had a headache, not the worse I ever had, but it was there. My stomach didn’t feel too bad, didn’t think I was going to have to go in and worship the porcelain goddess or anything.I also couldn’t remember the end of the party last night. Sh!t…I could barely remember the START of the party last night. I rolled over.