Ian
I woke from a fitful slumber to some ingrate pounding on my back door. Grousing from little sleep, I reluctantly hauled my ass out of bed and downstairs to let Rick and Dee in.
Rick gave me a once-over. "Man, we've been pounding for ten minutes."
I groaned in response. Mornings sucked. Morning people sucked harder.
Rick followed me upstairs, leaving Dee mumbling something about breakfast.
I sat on the side of my bed and rubbed the grit out of my eyes.
"You look like crap. I'm driving today." Rick lifted his eyebrows as if I'd explain my dismal state.
"I didn't sleep well."
"What's the matter with you? It's Fourth of July week. Vacay. Seasmoke. Beach, sun, sand."
"I kissed Summer last night."
Rick froze like a comical cartoon and dropped beside me on the bed.
"I told her we
