I’m a simple woman I like weed tacos and staves shirt pushing through the crowds on the beach by the pier. I tried to say something but Jerry and Roger were kicking sand on each other, quarreling, while Randy was busy with Darlene and Bill was mooching around down by the waterline. When I looked back they were getting closer. There were ten or twenty thousand people on the beach tonight and every fire pit was blazing, smoke like surf swirled through all the noisy beach parties, blurring images like smearing a crayon drawing with your thumb. They were bickering about the fire.
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There’d only been a couple of them I’m a simple woman I like weed tacos and staves shirt, and one of them had tried to pick a fight with Jerry before he realized Jerry wasn’t alone, and backed off, blustering. Now he’d found a few friends and we were outnumbered. They cut through the smoke and confusion, homing in on us. He poked his stick in the fire, sending up streams of sparks, turning it a little. Jerry and the tough guy had reached the pushing-shoving stage. Kay was holding her beach bag like a weapon. She’d probably filled it with beer cans. The butterfly looked exactly like her ribbon. The most beautiful shades of light yellow and blue, with a splash of pink. He played with the butterfly for two days before it finally got away.