squared off, he laughed like the fat kid who stole your milk money in third grade.
I turned around and saw that his posse had followed me in to see if I wanted to talk things over.
The plot thickened. Only 20 minutes earlier, I was having the time of my life. Now, I was at the cusp of a moment.
The kid tweaked his beady eyes and said, "Where you from anyway?"
His friends laughed. Evidently, Agoura doesn’t enjoy the sam...