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The weekend before Memorial day, 1992, Shannie duped me into a third trip to Atlantic City, this time with Ellie in tow Traffic on the Atlantic City Expressas heavy "Goddamn Shoebees," Shannie bitched

"What's a Shoebee?" I asked

"Tourists" Shannie snapped Her hair fluttered in the wind "Don't you do it Don't do it He did it, You asshole!" She flipped off the car who pulled in front of her In the back, Ellie paced back and forth on the seat, occasionally nudging her nose against the s

"How long have you been seeing Genise?"

Shannie looked at lasses "A year next ht her home?"

"What's it to you?"

"Just curious"

"In case you haven't noticed, she doesn't drive," Shannie flipped through the radio pre-sets

"She could take Greyhound" I said

Ignoring ainst the black steering wheel "I' to Atlantic City for the suive you permission," I cracked My heart fell into the bucket seat My ass throbbed in panic

"Fuck you," Shannie smiled

"If you did, ouldn't have this problem

Shannie punched my arm "You're an ass"

"JESUS CHRIST! WATCH OUT!" I braced ainst the back of the seat Shannie slammed on the breaks; the nose of the GTI dipped and its rear end rose as it squealed to a stop Ellie slammed into the back of h the moonroof The GTI rested inches from the blue Cadillac in front of us

"What the fuck?" Shannie laid on the horn "ASSHOLE!" Shannie yelled at the driver in front of us "Why's the asshole stopped in the hway?" Shannie questioned

Around us drivers stared In front of us cars weaved back and forth, queuing into lines "It's a tollbooth stupid" I turned my attention to Ellie

"Oh My God," Shannie mumbled

The driver of the blue Cadillac, a little old bald man, shook his head in his rear-view h the tollbooth, when he sped off

Silence fell over us as we dodged stares When we got through the tollbooth Shannie spoke "I could have got us killed"

"Look at the bright side, the three of us would be together forever"