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Chapter Nineteen — S is for Sunday Night Campfire

"I swear! This idiot really went after that cop!" Jake placed his hand on his brother's shoulder and doubled over with laughter.

Everyone except Lucian - he's into the Goth stuff and doesn't laugh much - joined him. Drake, however, didn't think it was funny and his face showed he was going to murder us in our sleep.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I was drunk, so what? Can we please talk about something else?"

"Like what?" Kenneth placed his hand behind him and propped himself up.

"How evil and scheming you are," Daniel pointed a finger at Kenneth.

Kenneth gasped in mock horror and put a hand on his chest. "Scheming, moi?"

"What you made us do yesterday was . . . was," Daniel searched for words. When he couldn't find the right one he folded his arms and fumed.

I chortled, tears streaming out of my eyes. Kenneth joined me and we were the

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