“Brad doesn’t want people to know.” “Why?” “Because he’s scared.” “Why?” “Because he is… wait… are you stoned?”
“They said I was downstairs. Sam is making me a milkshake.” Patrick tried to keep from laughing.
“Listen, Charlie. Brad doesn’t want people to know. I need you to promise that you won’t tell anyone. This will be our little secret. Okay?”
“Okay.” “Thanks.” With that, Patrick turned around and went back into the room.
I heard some muffled voices, and Brad seemed upset, but I didn’t think it was any of my business, so I went back to the kitchen.
I have to say that it was the best milkshake I ever had in my life. It was so delicious, it almost scared me.
Before we left the party, Sam played me a few of her favorite songs.
One was called “Blackbird.” The other was called “MLK.” They were both very beautiful.
I mentioned the titles because they were as great when I listened to them sober.
Another interesting thing happened at the party before we left.
Patrick came downstairs. I guess Brad had left. And Patrick smiled.
And Bob started to make fun of him having a crush on the quarterback.
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