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“The pool is great,” Sylvia said, though she hadn’t been in. “What time is it?” She had the wild look of someone who hadn’t slept in twenty-four hours, with purplish semicircles underneath both her eyes. Being eighteen was like being made out of rubber and cocaine. Sylvia could have stayed up for three more days, easy.
“Want to sort out the bedrooms?” he said, knowing that Fra
Predictably, both Jim and Sylvia fell asleep as soon as they were given a bed in which to do so. Fra
It wasn’t fair, the way women had to do absolutely everything. Fra
Just because no one else had slept on the plane and the rest of her family seemed perfectly content to slip into a vampiric schedule out of laziness didn’t mean that Fra
They would drive to a larger supermarket later, maybe tomorrow, but for now all they needed were a few things to make for di
The road to the small town—really just an intersection with a few restaurants and shops on either side—was narrow, as they’d noticed driving up the mountain, but walking along the side of the road, Fra
The grocery store was a modified farm stand with three walls and two short rows of open shelving with ca
“Buenos días,” Fra