All Chapters of The Art of Life and Love: The First Spark: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

                 July 8th, 2010: Thursday                             

  A little over an hour later, they were almost at the Atlantic City Expressway, which they would follow for an hour at least. Dillon had Marilyn Manson's 'Tainted Love' at nearly max volume in his ear and just watched the world pass by. He vowed to himself that by the time they got there, he would be over

Tony was a fairly intelligent person, if he did say so himself. He wasn't a genius or anything, but he's competent enough to know basic body language. Dillon was almost imperceptibly hunched over and looked tense. There was a split second when Tony caught an expression he couldn't identify. It was very well hidden, but he picked up on it. Leave it to a teenager to hide the crazy shit that went on in their head. Tony understood; he was the same way. Still was

  Next thing he knew, Tony was jostled awake. He turned around and looked up to see Dillon with a concerned look on his face. The sun had dipped a lot as well, and it now looked like late afternoon or early evening. How long was he out? He was so comfortable that he didn't even remember when he fell asleep. When Tony flipped over to talk to Dillon, he felt a horribly sharp

  Dillon was hurt, very hurt. That hurt didn't compare even remotely