So, I finished chapter 17 just in time for me to go to sleep really effing early tonight. I need to wake up at 6 am tomorrow to drive to the coast to work a full day. Not the Beach, but the Coast. Fishing town.
On the bright side, Paycheck! And I’m gonna eat at a great seafood restaurant before I make the return drive home. I’m still packing a couple frappachinos in just in case I start getting drowsy, though.
And before you ask. Yes, Sicilians are artists with violence. Where a normal man sees an every day object, a Sicilian sees something he can fuck that normal man up with. I guarantee it.