100 Sideways Miles
“We lay stretched out like lazy seals on wet towels to sun ourselves on the deck while we drank Mountain Dew. When Cade finished, he used his empty bottle as a spittoon.
It was like we owned the place and could do whatever we wanted to do, which in Cade’s case involved chewing tobacco all day long, at least until he had to report to work at Flat Face Pizza.
“Monica Fassbinder’s split-finger grip,” Cade announced.
“Huh?”
Cade Hernandez poked his index finger into the center of my back.
“Oh. Uh. G...ood one. You’re really gross, Win-Win,” I said.
Cade spit. The green plastic bottle was one-third full of black goo.
“She’s got talented hands,” Cade said.
“I never noticed.”
“It pays for my habit, Finn.”
“It’s disgusting.”
“You’re just jealous.”
“Maybe,” I said. “I don’t think I’d ever have the guts to let someone give me a hand job in a custodian’s shed during school.”
Cade spit again. “She did it to me other places too. In my truck. One time she did it to me in the dugout at Pioneer Field.”MoreLess
It was like we owned the place and could do whatever we wanted to do, which in Cade’s case involved chewing tobacco all day long, at least until he had to report to work at Flat Face Pizza.
“Monica Fassbinder’s split-finger grip,” Cade announced.
“Huh?”
Cade Hernandez poked his index finger into the center of my back.
“Oh. Uh. G...ood one. You’re really gross, Win-Win,” I said.
Cade spit. The green plastic bottle was one-third full of black goo.
“She’s got talented hands,” Cade said.
“I never noticed.”
“It pays for my habit, Finn.”
“It’s disgusting.”
“You’re just jealous.”
“Maybe,” I said. “I don’t think I’d ever have the guts to let someone give me a hand job in a custodian’s shed during school.”
Cade spit again. “She did it to me other places too. In my truck. One time she did it to me in the dugout at Pioneer Field.”MoreLess
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