As I had suspected, Mina’s idea of a good time was sitting by the pool at the hotel reading, intermingled with periods of sitting at the hotel restaurant reading, broken only by bouts of walking in the woods—to find a quiet place to read. Drew decided he wanted to explore the lake, so we walked around for a while, but quickly grew bored of it. It must have seemed much more exciting when we were inebriated. It was a sight to behold, but after a while, it was just a giant lake like every other I’d seen—but saltier.
Grab A Bull By The Horns
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