I opened my mouth to playfully curse Bert out, when Michelle butted in. “I’m sittin’ this one out.” She was holding my nephew’s hand. “Gotta get Ollie to bed.”
Bruce leaned in. “Same here. Gotta work tomorrow. Was worth it just to see the look on Clark’s face.”
“ARE YOU SURE YOU’RE GONNA BE ABLE TO SLEEP?“ I was already shouting. The hard lemonade and the volume of the music were doing a number on me.
Bert pulled me away from Catherine so he could playfully growl in my ear. “You think I haven’t sound insulated almost every trailer in this place? As long as all the doors and windows are shut, that’ll be a hum more than a roar.”