Happy Fucking New Year
“Chris, can you get down here and help me please,” I yelled from the living room. “Be right down Liz,” He yelled back. For the last hour I had been decorating my twin brother Chris and Uncle Jimmy’s house for New Years 2012; my uncle Jimmy has been the king of New Years in our family since I can remember. “Finally,” I said to Chris. “Here hang these lanterns around the deck please.” “Sure,” he said. “Do you need anything else?” “Yeah,” I said, poking my lips out. Chris came over to me and...
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