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. The walls. The roof. The floor. Some parts were frozen, while others gave the impression of some kind of funhouse. It has to be the coolest place I've ever seen. “It’s cool,” Darby said. “Haven'

about the incidents?” GQ asked. I sighed. “How about you start talking in real sentences that make sense, instead of riddles,” I suggested. GQ's eyes turned to me with a frown. “You should shut up and let me be the boss,” he said. I shrugged. “I'm impatient, set in my ways, and not a girl you can push around,” I told him honestly. “I grew up in a single-parent household. All I had was my father. He raised me in a trailer and forced me to do shit that any girl wouldn't normally do. Believe me when I say, I find it easier to just say what I want and mean it.” And fuck everyone and anything that didn't like me the way I was. “I like you,” GQ said, turning to Darby. “You have a good one.” “She’s not mine,” he said, at the same time I said, “I’m not his.” GQ snorted as if we had both blatantly lied to his face. “Sure,” he agreed, humor in his tone. “I have an opening for a manager at Apache,” he said, changing the subject. “It's about half a mile down the road from here. The old drive-in movie theater right at the end of…” I frowned. “There is no cinema in Kilgore.” "No more." He paused. “But there was one a long time ago. I just bought. I'm turning this into the jewelry it used to be. I’m opening next month.” “It’s actually pretty close to where you live, Waylynn,” Darby said. “The place with the big black iron gates.” Now that was ringing a bell. Excitement began to invade my body. The drive-in was even closer than the diner. And a management position would earn me a lot of money and also some experience. It could definitely work! But first… “What is Apache?” I asked. “Why do you guys keep saying that like it’s some kind of secret?” GQ's lips twitched. But it was Darby's straightforward laugh that interested me so much. “When Gibson and I were fifteen,” he said, “we snuck into the Apache.” “And…” I pushed. “And,” Darby continued, “we crawled over the gate, walked to the closest spot we could get without being seen, and then started watching a porn movie while people in cars had sex next to us.” My jaw dropped as if I couldn't understand the words that came out of his mouth. "Sorry, what?" “The Apache is an adults-only drive-in theat