Boone
“Why are you in such a good mood today? It's f*****g hot and miserable," Abel asks as we take a water break.
The August heat is beating down on us no matter how hard we try to get out of it. I took my shirt off a long time ago, and now I have a wet bandana over my head. “I had a good night. What can I say?" I shrug.
“So who did you stay with?" He raises an eyebrow.
“Who said I stayed with someone, smartass? Last I checked, no matter how old you are, I'm your dad."
“Oh, come on. You've never been like this with me." He reaches over and steals a piece of an apple from my paper plate. “If we can't be honest with one another, then who can we be honest with?"
Barrett takes a seat, holding a bottle of water. “Yeah, Boone Daddy, if we can't be honest with one another, who can we be
