Beth and Joan found each other again on facebook. They were like reunited sisters, best friends forever, together again. They acted like preteens at a...slumber party, whispering, giggling, talking about girly things: boys, sex, music, clothes, boys.Frank and I got along well, enjoyed each other's company. They lived ninety minutes East, near midway on a trip home. It was a natural to pick them up on the way, share a hotel or our camper, share a table at the event, drink and dance together.After. "Fucking Bloody Cow," and then he looked at who he was cursing. "Hail, Mistress and well-met, you're new." I am SO sorry about that ... if you know of a watering hole I'll clean your boots." Oh, I think not, tiz' unnecessary, fair lady. I think I mistake not ... new in town?" Passing through east. My father is on his way to escort me home. I thought I'd meet him on the road. But truly, kind sir. I must make amends for so gauche a mistake." If tiz' amends you seek, a glass and sup would make the. Get a couple kids together, scrape some change, borrow someone's car, then take off in any direction until we run out of gas. My best friend, Brandon, was always in on all the road trips. Mainly because he was badass and had a car that ran. Brandon is about 5'11, perfect body, longish dark hair, amazing blue eyes, face full of piercings, completely gorgeous, and gay. The last little detail had always gotten to me, because that meant he wasn't available to someone who had a vagina between their. Unfortunately, she was attempting to do all of this with only one working arm, her other sported a wrist brace after a particularly nasty sprain. I have a PH. D. in theoretical physics, I have an I.Q. of a hundred-and-sixty-plus, she thought to herself, yet, somehow, the ability to balance a bunch of stuff eludes me. Miranda Inoue was an unusual woman in many ways: having just turned twenty-two, she had already gotten her Ph. D. from Caltech in experimental physics and was now dealing mostly.