..., ma’am, but aren’t you supposed to be in your cabin.
Shannon swung around, wide-eyed and scared. Recognizing Mark, her expression immediately softened. “Shit, you scared the hell out of me, Mark. You bring the music.
Mark produced his Nano. “Yup.” They both sat down on the rock as Mark put on some Reel Big Fish. They listened for a half hour, softly singing along to the ska beats. Then, Mark selected one of the better romantic songs, “Drunk Again.” Aaron Barrett’s voice came over the earbuds.
If I had a dollar bill for every time I’ve been wrong I’d be a self-made millionaire and you’d still be gone So hand me down my best dress shoes and my best dress shirt Cause I’m going out in style to cover the hurt And all I wanna do all day is spend it in bed But that’s bad for the body and even worse for my head So I’ll try and find a place where no one will ask me a thing It’ll help to forget and help me to sing
They looked into each other’s eyes. Mark saw the moon sparkle off those sapphire irises as a demure expression overtook her face. A slight smile came to his as he realized what she meant. Just then, the music began a massive crescendo and Barrett sang the final chorus.
Cause now I’m drunk again The means to my end And I’m scared of myself Cause now it’s the same the faces and names And I’m scared of myself agai...