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He was right; it was ridiculous I’ht

Ja up his bottle

"Want another?"

I shook rabbed ht off the er than necessary for twoEven when it was raining, we rolled the grill under the deck and cooked shit out there

I couldn’t remember the last time either one of us turned the oven on And we had two of the to live on the water and close to Wax, Jaether and tosseda shit how big the kitchen was or howthat it had the sickest view You could step off the deck and hit sand

Life was good for Jao

"Got Rip Pro next weekend Winner takes horand"

I set my plate in the sink and turned to Ja hie

"Yeah," I statednext weekend We’d talked about it when Jarand prize was

He twisted off the cap and took a swig, then tipped the bottle at me

"It’s yours, if you want it"

"What?" I asked

"The winnings"

I crossed my arms over my chest

"Don’t want it"

His brows rose, and he stared atback to me, "You don’t want it," as if my reaction was a shock to him and we didn’t have a conversation pretty da every other minute

It pissed me off

He knew I didn’t take his ood friend ofme cash