About the only thing open was the bar. The bar was hard to find. It had a door which almost seemed like a side door. You had to know it was there, bec...ause it did not have a large expanse of glass to advertise itself.Joe had been drinking. Since the race had gone by, he had been drinking a lot. "I can beat any motherfucker in here." He was shouting between drinks. "Put up your fucking money. I will race your fucking car against mine; Pink slips. I will race that $ 1,500,000.00 car against. When she got everybody loaded on the bus and then slid under the stearing wheel I knew that I had made the right choice. Her skirt slid up to mid thigh and I got a woodie. She turned to talk to the guys in back and as she did her eyes swept past me and I know she noticed the tent in my trousers because there was a minute pause in her turn followed by the ghost of a smile on her face. Once she was facing the back she said:"My husband told me what the plan for the night was, but I have never been. Plus, now with not being able to get into school, she just felt scattered and confused, despite the fact that Sam, like always, was so good at helping her forget her problems. For a while. ‘Hello?’ Sam asked when she didn’t say anything. She closed her eyes, angry with herself for being so childish. ‘I don’t think…’ she started. ‘I mean, with how things are with Jason right now, it’s probably not a good idea for me to come by there.’ God, just saying that made her want to cry. She was always. Friday was in my head way too much. It was a major distraction. All kinds of scenarios were floating through my mind and I wasn’t really paying attention in class. Whether it was imagining getting beaten so bad that I ended up in the hospital, thanks to Mom or I could also imagine winning, however most were me getting beaten in some horrendous fashion.Ellie did a fairly good job driving us home on Wednesday. It took her a bit to get used to the truck, but she did a pretty good job getting us to.