Unwrapping Hank
“I asked as we left Main Street behind. It was bitchin’ to see Stan again. But it was a little weird too. Talk about a blast from the past—we’d been best friends through high school and right up until I left for college. Since then, I hadn’t seen much of him. We’d hung out last Christmas, but he’d spent the summer in Ohio. Driving around with him now in his truck was giving me a serious case of deja vu.Stan tapped the steering wheel restlessly. “There’s a party tonight at Matt Gibbon’s house. Til then we can hang at mine if you want. Or… ya hungry?”I rubbed my stomach. “Nah. We just picked up pies, and I had a few pieces. But if you want to get something, I’ll go along.”“Not me. You know my mother. She’s been shoving food down my throat since I got home.”I did know Stan’s mother, and I could well imagine.“Wanna work out?” Stan asked.“Hell yeah. I need it. But I didn’t bring my gear.” I was wearing jeans and a thermal shirt and farm boots. Not the best for training.Stan reached over and... hit my arm.MoreLess
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