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Desert DroppingChapter 25 Bowling
Luke was in a bad mood. He wasn't yelling, or screaming. He wasn't snapping at anyone. In fact, he was overly calm and precise with his words; but it was there. Something had crawled up his ass, died, and festered, because just sitting next to him downstairs as he flipped through channels, I could feel the tension. It wasn't very pleasant. Seth had left an hour ago, and Luke's current attitude was what I'd been greeted with after I took my shower. Of course, when I asked him if there...