This might be useful if I heard another car behind us. If I got the doors open I'd pull the tarp off us, so anyone following us would see Prof and me....But it was very dangerous because the movements of the van caused Prof and me to frequently slide into the doors. That happened so often that I feared that my opening the doors would be quite quickly followed by our sliding out! Not only would the fall be very dangerous, but Prof was unconscious so not able to get off the road, and I had my feet. You’re a mother fucking worthless piece of dog shit! Speaking of dog shit; take Daisy with you this time. I hate the bitch!”At that precise moment they both heard Dorothy and Melanie screaming out by the pool. They weren’t fun screams.Gary ran to the back door, “What’s wrong?”Dorothy looked terrified, “Katy’s drowning!”Melanie was crying and wringing her hands, “Daddy, daddy, she’s in the water!”With no time to think! Gary ran for the pool. Horror! It was Katy! Listless! At the bottom of the. Jeremy simply inhaled, then passed it back. Both boys sat down on a small log and leaned back against their backpacks. “Shit, man, good stuff!” commented Rusty.“Yeah,” agreed the older boy. They quickly finished off the joint. “Where’d you get it?”“Jake. He says it’s BC Bud, you know, from Canada.”Jeremy shrugged. Canadian bud was supposed to be the best, but it cost a fortune his brother didn’t have. “Maybe. Or maybe it’s just some local shit grown in the swamp. I mean, it’s just a weed, you. The driveway led to the detached garage, and I was able to park my matchbox car next to Jayson’s behemoth of a truck. I go inside the house with my bag and other things from work and see my roommate on the couch, watching the weather report on television. Smiling to myself, I take my belongings into the guest room and took a nap. I woke up twenty minutes later to the howling winds and the branches of one of the oak trees knocking against the window. Looking outside, I see Jayson in a big parka.