Back then, it wasn't that they didn't have the money to rent a hotel room; it was just that as soon as they showed their ID cards, their families would see through their lies.
So after dinner, they all went to the park next door.
Everyone lay down on the grass, but Steve Burton didn't say a word.
Howard Coleman, Rusell Henris, and Edward Woods kept chatting on and on.
"Howard, didn't you kick me in the butt during the fight today?"
"You have the nerve to talk about that when you scratched my face?!"
"You two shut up! Who pulled out a chunk of my hair? Was it you, Edward?!"
"Well, you kicked me in return!"
"Shut up! Didn't you scratch my face? I rely on my appearance to make a living..."
"You don't even have a face to feed yourself with!"
Madeleine listened to the three's argument, taking pictures of their bruised faces with her phone, giggling all the while.
Ruby Gregory and Steve Burton sat not far away, quietly leaning against a tree, side by side.
