Crap! I actually told Lottie that I would drive over there and drive her into town tonight to see a play. I must have been feeling guilty about something when I made that promise. As the crow flies, I could walk there in fifteen minutes. I can still hear my words, there is no getting out of it now.
But I'm five joints down. Crap!
Better lighten up on the green stuff, son.
Four hours to go. Five if I push it out to it's minimum.
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