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By Johnny Shaw

Jimmy Veeder and Bobby Maves are again at it, years after the occasions of Dove Season—they’re now not precisely the luckiest men within the Imperial Valley, yet, good day, they win extra fights than they lose.

Settled on his personal farmland and residing like a real relations guy after years of irresponsible enjoyable, Jimmy’s received a instantly existence minimize out for him. yet he’s knocking years off that lifestyles due to fun-yet-dangerous Bobby’s booze-addled antics—especially now that Bobby is unmarried, unstable, profane as ever, and bored as hell.

When Bobby’s teenage daughter is going lacking, he and Jimmy take off on a misadventure that starts off out as in basic terms unlucky and escalates to downright calamitous. Bobby won’t hesitate to kick a hornets’ nest to get the woman to protection, but if the rescue venture is going riotously sideways, the duo’s grit—and loyalty to every other—is positioned to the test.

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I requested. “You’re the single one I name this overdue. ” “Buck greenback or Snout? ” “Don’t come again from San Felipe till day after today. ” “Not Angie. She’s already going to offer me shit while she sees my face bruise. ” “Maybe there’s a fuel can. ” We popped the trunk. No fuel can. We did discover a spare and a jack. A scattergun. street flares and a primary relief equipment. Little Debbie bins of Zebra tarts, Nutty Bars, and Banana Pudding Rolls. dog-eared pornographic paperbacks titled rainy Cheerleaders and Balling at the Ballboy’s Balls! 3 gallon jugs of water. A case of beer. And collapsible frog gigs. in the event you get dealt a ten-high, you can’t switch it. i made a decision to play the playing cards i used to be dealt, no longer simply because i used to be overly fascinated by them, yet since it used to be what was once in my hand. I used the contents of the trunk to figure out the subsequent bankruptcy during this still-unfinished misadventure. as though the Fates themselves had left me and Bobby with beer, dessert, and frog gigs. I awakened the subsequent morning in a sugar beet box coated in dust. unfortunately, it wasn’t the 1st time. My head damage, my mouth tasted like man made banana, and that i used to be lacking a shoe. The dust felt cool opposed to the already triple-digit warmth. The low sunlight stung my eyes, yet that soreness used to be simply the preamble. I knew it. whilst a bit Debbie and beer hangover kicked in, it used to be a dilly of a doozy. dust oozed among my hands as I driven myself right into a sitting place. 5 ft away, Bobby sat Indian-style, as peaceable as a Buddha. The dust on his face and garments had set, already dry, deep brown fading to grey. He grinned, nodded, and tossed me a can of beer. It bounced off my shoulder and landed in entrance of me. “Ow,” I stated. “We may still pass. Angie’s going to be anxious. And pissed. ” I stood up too quickly, acquired dizzy, and slipped within the dust onto my ass. A karmic lesson in impatience. “Take it from a guy with experience,” Bobby acknowledged. “Never rush. It’s now not normal. lifestyles is harsh sober. ” I scraped clean dust off my arm, the fresh parts purely highlighting the general mess. “How do you get me to do that shit? ” I acknowledged. “Don’t blame me. You desired to force a cop automobile. ” “Fucking stupid,” I stated and cracked the beer. Fifteen mins later, Bobby and that i plodded throughout the box, hopped the trench, and rotated the police cruiser like we have been reading against the law scene. searching through the again window, the former night’s actions got here again to me. Ceja remained handed out in that unusual place. yet now he used to be lined in useless frogs. when we had run out of gasoline, Bobby and that i had knocked again a few beers and frog gigged within the ditches. with no bucket, we shoved our bounty via a crack within the motor vehicle window. Stranger issues had appeared like a good suggestion to a under the influence of alcohol brain. Sober and within the mild of day, overlaying your blood brother in useless animals wasn’t approximately as humorous. Bobby gave the window a knock. The heavy ring on his pointer finger—the one he known as Knockout Charlie—clicked loudly. He held up his telephone, poised to take an image. Ceja’s eyes opened. It took a moment. Then the screaming begun.

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