Chapter 5

“I called her a whore and she didn’t appreciate it.”

“Why’d you call her a whore?” Jonah takes a second hit on the joint, inhales. This time his head swirls a touch. Nothing major. He feels somewhat lighter, distant. Somewhat happier. Bubbly maybe. He sees two of Jake. One. Two again.

Jake moves his stare to the kitchen door. “Coincidentally, the reason I called her a whore is walking in the door right now.”