Chapter 22
Clar Boy, Nick did not lie when he said that the restaurant is a long ride from home. We were driving for more than an hour and my butt is already cramping. “Are we there yet?” I whined. Nick shook his head, focusing on the road. We took a left turn to a freeway and he accelerated our car. “How much further” I whined again after five minutes. Bored out of my mind, I decided to poke Nick until he talks to me Poke. I poked his cheeks Poke. I poked his left eye Poke. I poked the sides of his forehead “Clar quit bothering me” he grunted as he caught my finger right before it landed again on his cheeks. I went back to my seat and sulked for the remaining ride to the restaurant, wherever that is. I drifted off to sleep and I woke up to Nick shaking my shoulders gently. “Butt off, Nick. I
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