Chapter 26 He’d have rather been in South Padre along with his buddy who’d flown out two days ago. He’d never been there, and MTV’s spring break coverage from a few months ago made it look too good to pass up. Chicks in bikinis, ninety-degree weather, swim-up bars, and loud music. What fun his friend from the university must be having right now. Oh, to have rich parents, he thought to himself.
Instead of the arid sun sautéing his sprawled-out body and the indiscriminate spray from the ocean occupying his raw senses, he found himself crumpled up in a fetal position. He hoped it would counter the biting morning frost that neither his dome tent nor his mummy sleeping bag seemed to give him any protection from. About five miles from his hometown, he supposed it could have been worse. At least
