Feb 24, 2016
And you knew what it was, he is in love
They stop by a convenience store on the way out of town so Ransom can refill his gas tank and they can load up on the disgusting snacks that neither Holster, as an officially signed member of the NHL or Ransom, as a medical student, should ever even consider putting in their bodies. After that it’s less than five minutes to the highway, and they roll down the windows and blast Nicki Minaj, and Holster tries to rap along to Super Bass, and Ransom can’t stop laughing. He’s sure that if there’s a heaven, this is what it would feel like.
Ransom and Holster spend their last summer together on the road. "Last" has never felt more like a four letter word.
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