What can YOU say in six sentences?
“The storm started in the back of the house, not the front.” Hazel asserted the point for the hundredth time. She flopped down and reclined in a non-reclining plastic chair on the porch; an unlit cigarette dangled between the fore and middle fingers of her right hand and a Styrofoam cup of WhitePort swung in the other. Zeke grinned widely, exposing his chipped front teeth. “You are drunk, Hazel. That storm you’re talkin’ about was your momma throwing a bucket of water on your head”