My chest tight, I finally managed to tear my eyes away from the bodies to see the bullet holes in the walls. I laughed a little to myself as I realized that I couldn’t tell which ones were made last night, and which ones had been there for a while simply because of Freeway carelessness and Ray’s bad temper. I made a mental note to pick up more wall filler the next time I was out so that I could fix up the walls a bit, then paused. I realized that I hadn’t argued about having to be the one cleaning up Ray’s mess in a very long time.
