Rooting for the Apocalypse (4)
Drama ensues when Athena invites her dirtbag boyfriend on her dysfunctional family’s vacation.
It’s eleven in the morning with the time change and the sky is gray and the air is chilly and all the palm trees and convertibles and beautiful people add to my sense of impending doom. I shiver. Athena takes my arm.
Not a bad flight, she says, for the nine-hundredth time.
The guy sitting next to us was farting the whole time, I say, fidgeting like I’m trying to invent a danc...
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