Christmas came and went. New Year’s Eve too. A new century rolled in, and finally, he called. “You around?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Wanna grab a drink?”
He was living at his mom’s house in his old childhood bedroom and carless. And his friend Sam - also living nearby at his mom’s house, had a car. The two of them would regularly drink and shoot pool at a dive bar…
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