“Hey, Cherry.” It was Thomaston. “Company’s staying here tonight,” he whispered. “You got LP. Go out—to the north about fifty meters. Take Willis with you.”
“With Numbnuts?!” Cherry blurted.
“Ssshhh. Yeah.”
“No way, Sir.”
“What?”
“No fucken way, Sir.”
“It’s your turn,” Thomaston said.
“I’ll go,” Cherry said, “but if Numbnuts is goin, I aint. No way.”
“What do you mean you’re not going?”
“Hey, that noisy fucker falls asleep every night,” Cherry whispered.
“I do not,” Numbnuts’ voice came from behind Thomaston.
“I aint goin with him,” Cherry said firmly but quietly.
“I didn’t fall asleep that night …” Numbnuts began then his voice muffled and Cherry could hear Egan on top of Numbnuts whispering shutup and cursing.
“Me en Cherry’ll go,” Egan whispered to Thomaston. Numbnuts disap
