Roland used a long stick to arrange the hot coals in the ancient grill he and his friends kept on their back patio. There were more bare spots than grassy areas in their decrepit backyard, and the metal shed in the back corner was more rust than anything else. He did enjoy the big, old, shady oak trees, though. He placed the grate in place on the grill and reached for the package of brats.
He looked up when a loud clanging crash arose from the direction of the UKB house. A vine-covered chain link fence separated the houses, but Roland could easily see over it. Fisher and Corey were dragging four metal trash cans to their backyard. He kept an eye on the two pledges as he placed the brats on the hot grate.
The young men lined the cans in a row and Fisher grabbed a coiled garden hose while
