Tell me with your Mind, Body and Spirit. (Brian Quinn)

Chapter 13

13

Brian Quinn's Pov 

I continued down the bumpy road. Not used to it, hitting every pot hole there was. Sal has already hit his head three times, and began getting a headache. Once we get home and are back on the program, I'm putting Laxatives in his drinks or food. Make his life hard for a feel hours. Awhile that's going on, I'll see a doctor about my intense sweating problem. 

"AhhhgghAhg!" Murr squealed, as I passed a car, jerking over quickly in panic.they honked the horn and yelled out the window. Colorful words. 

Well then. 

Joe was complaining now, about anything and everything. 

"You need to slow down, she's okay, we might now be." He muttered the last part.

I rolled my eyes at his precaution on all of our safety. Sal was cowering in the corner of the van, scaredy cat. I chuckled at that thought, it brought back memories of when he had to go in a 'haunted corn field maze.' It truly was a bright memory I love to shine every one and then.

Top three favorite parts were:

Little girl, cow shit, and black cat.

Best moments , I tell ya.

"Why did you have that stupid look on your face? Are y seriously thing about impractical Jokers at the moment, and not, for once in this past forever, Rose?" Murr stunned himself. 

I odder slightly laughing, pinching his cheek. He rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, roll your eyes, maybe you'll see a brain back there." 

He smacked me as Joe, Sal and I fell into fits of laughter. I look up to see us come close to a blue truck. I jerk over, Murr fell slide ways hitting his on the window groaning. The blue truck stopped, I stopped with it, it started backing up. I stood still. I rolled down my window, a young man with a sort of lazy eye? Looked at me.

"Oh! I didn't think you were who I thought yo were, I'm sorry. I'm Bo." He held out his hand. I took it great fully.

"Q. And this is Sal, Joe, and Ferret. Nice to meet you."

Bo laughed at Murr, he sunk down more as Joe and Sal stood up to be seen at the call of their names. 

"Well, I haven't seem you around here before where are you from?" 

"New York." 

"Your far away from home then ain't you? Why." He stated more as staight forward than a 'question. 

"My heart is on this mountain, actually, she lives with Al Ramey. Do you now him and know where he lives?" I questioned.

He looked astonished, frightened, and absolute revolted. 

"Lexi?!" He questioned.

"No? No, Rose. Rose, my Rose." I covered up in the fact I don't know who this Lexi is, maybe that mans daughter.

"Do you know where Al Ramey Lives?" 

He nodded, "up the hill, you' lol pas two beautiful houses. And then you'll see a house that is run down and another one behind it, beside that you'll see a house on the hill, they live on the house that's got a pouch we'll build and a pool at the end of it, good luck." He said taking off waving his hand.

Okay, he we go again, Joe was in the front seat looking for the scenario Bo put on our heads, 

"There are the two houses, wow they are really great." Joe admired.  

I smirked, I'm getting my Rose Lee Payne back.

 I hit a bump on a curve, I almost lost control, almost wrecking us. It shot all the thoughts out of my head and told me to pay attention to the road. 

I drive around more curve before Joe yelled about the rundown houses. I slow down and began to go up the drive away. It was rough, bumping up and down, spinning everywhere, rocks weren't pressured down good enough. We finally made it music blasted from the house and giggles and splashed cover in the background. 

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His fist is big but my gun's bigger

He'll find out when I pull the trigger

I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun

Wait by the door and light a cigaretteIf he wants a fight well now he's got oneAnd he ain't seen me crazy yetHe slapped my face and he shook me like a rag dollDon't that sound like a real manI'm going to show him what a little girls are made ofGunpowder and, gunpowder and lead

Gunpowder and lead

Hey!

Country. That's some weird stuff, it's sometimes deep, but weird. We unload ourselves and walked towards the house. I walk to the newer porch, rose was at the end of the porch, I could tell by the tattoo that has a date of  4-10-9. The date she lost her first child, over a miscarriage. When she was 15-16. Neither of them see me as I walked behind her, grabbing her waist hugging her. She screamed, and turned to hit me in the head, screaming rape. The girl in the pool got out and ran to us, I let go of rose putting my hands up in surrender. The girl didn't back down, she kicked me on my nuts. I fell down I. Pain, the guys were laughing, I could hear them.