Chapter 48: Bowling

“We’re here,” Brandon says.

He parks the SUV in front of a rectangular brick building that has seen better days. Pretty much a typical look for every bowling alley I have ever seen. The cracks in the parking lot have grass growing up from them and there is pieces of trash up against the side of the building that the wind blew in.

It is dim on the inside with the lanes illuminated and the pins spot lighted. It smells of greasy food and smelly bowling shoes. We pay for our shoes and head over to an open lane and set our game up. We decide to go in alphabetical order and Warrick has to go last, so he goes to the concession to buy us all drinks and a hamburger with fries.

Brandon goes first and knocks down all but two of h