As it was only ten o’clock in the morning once we were done, Sully and I sprawled on the blankets with our bedrolls as pillows. We were both shirtless because it was way too hot to do otherwise. Plus, I only had one clean shirt left, and I wanted to wear it home. We spent the time until the start of the next band getting to know each other better.
“So you have two sisters?” I asked.
He turned on his side to face me, propping his head on his hand. “Tammy and Patrice. They share an apartment back in Frisco. Our parents are pretty old, and they retired to Arizona. Not too far away to visit, at least. They also said something about ‘not understanding the ways of the younger generation.’ We’re all degenerates, didn’t ya know?”
“Why yes, I did.” I glanced around me and noticed someone with a
