Good Medicine Junior YearChapter 53 Eight ball in the side pocket
December 20, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio “What do you think my dad would say if he saw us like this?” Tasha asked. We were lying naked, on her small, twin bed, snuggled together, after having done our best to wear each other out for about ninety minutes. “I do believe the heart attack would kill him before he could open his mouth!” “It was fun fooling around my bed,” she said. “Though it’s a bit small for that purpose!” “Is the apartment over the Quick Mart furnished?” “Yes. And it has a...