“I think the lesson here is that you should never be released into the wild together without proper supervision,” Shiv said, still fighting back a chuckle. “In our defense, we were only eighteen,” I said. “I like to think we’re a little bit smarter now.” “I should hope so.” Bailey wiped away a tear of laughter. “You a closet pothead, Carter?” “Ha, not really.” “That’s not a no.” Her brow crinkled, expression sobering. “But what about drug tests?” “I’m talking a couple times a year, max. In the off-season.”
