The Southwest Airlines CEO offered four of us a ride (me, Ray, Em, Brook). We were close to home already. But Brook accepted.
When I got back home—or maybe she arrived later—I slapped her around. I was so mad at her for accepting the ride. The CEO was in SWAT garb for no reason.
When I was done beating Brook up, I looked at the recycling bag and it was crawling with spiders. It was gross.
Paso Robles, CA