Why It Matters

chapter 109

The trunk of my grandfather’s Buick Riviera boat tail held two cases of Budweiser and still had room for Jimmy Hoffa.  “I couldn’t buy any goddamned Coors this side of the Mississippi so I have to drink this horse piss,” he said.  “I don’t know how they can call this beer.”  He slammed the copper-colored trunk lid.  His flattop was razor sharp, as always.

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