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The End of Me Tara Brown 27370K 2023-08-31

He clenched his jaw and gave me a steely look, "He isn’t even really dead, and I said sorry about the plane I had no idea"

I sneered, "Tell that toprotected by the witness-protection agency Right" I slid the door shut and folded my arms My neck ached still but he looked less than impressed, little shit

Luce cli of snacks I looked in and frowned, "This isn’t flavored water"

She nodded, "I know, but you shouldn’t eat all that artificial sweetener It gave all the rats cancer, dude"

I wanted to snap at her, but I kneas just that I was losing my mind I took deep breaths and reminded myself, it was just flavored water

I took the cap off the bottle of sparkling plain water and shuddered when I took the first sip It was bitter and horrid I gave her a look Her eyes widened, "What?"

I snatched the orange juice out of her hand and passed her the water

"I don’t drink that crap, it’s bitter" She reached for the juice

"Then we co the water back I opened the van door and dumped some of the water out I poured the juice into the bottle and passed her back the half empty bottle of juice

She scowled, "You suck"

I nodded and sippeda protein bar in his ot in, we drove to the spot on the lanced out and frowned at the sn

"Lester’s Art Hut?" Coop asked

I nodded, "I guess Maybe he sold it Maybe they knohere he went" I climbed out

Coop did the sahed and limped to the front door I opened it and smiled It was Fitz’s place, for sure It still looked like the set of theand pressing his body against ape as he looked about, "Where the hell are we?"

It was decorated like it was a PRIDE float

I looked back, wincing at my sore neck, "Uncle Fitz’s"

He pointed, "It said Lester"

I shrugged, "This is Fitz"

He ca shirt and a bearin, "I knew that voice, the second my ears heard it"

His Jersey accent was replaced by a southern one He was big on characters

He spread his ars and pulled me in when I stepped to him

"Uncle Fitz," I whispered

He kissed the top oflady"

I nodded into his silky, pale-pink shirt Hugging hie shit"

He chuckled, "Who is that sexy piece of military man-meat?"

I snorted, "Coop--Uncle Fitz, Uncle Fitz--Coop"

His hand lefthands

"Pleased to meet you, son"

I looked back at Coop and winced whenan arm around me and waved his hand at Coop, "Tell them others to coh a dark hallway, "You are in serious shit Your dad never wanted you to find this"

I tried to look up but ain, "Oh lordy, you are gonna be the death of ic beans

The heat perh my flesh and into edNetwork They sent it to me for free ‘cause I spent over a thousand dollars on there last year It’s called the Magic Beanbag You heat it in thein the holders and voila, a heated arita