“Bottoms up honey, you only live once!” Her eyes sparkled, and she grinned wolfishly.
I rolled my eyes at her but joined her in downing the shot. I choked it down, even as my eyes burned and watered. Managing a weak smile, I looked at her through blurry eyes. She was bright red herself and trying not to cough.
“Whoa… that’ll put hair on your chest!” She wheezed.
That was one thing about having a parent who was pretty much an athlete. She treated her body like a temple and rarely drank anything. There was never any alcohol in the house.
My ears were warm, and the chilly March air that drifted in through the sunroof felt good. My mother sat up against me and laid her head on my shoulder.
“Thank you for taking me, I promise to not give myself away…” she nuzzled in hugging me, and the fam
