Chapter 39: Rowen, Part 2

I almost feel bad about leaving her to go be with the guys, but when I step outside, I quickly realize it's almost as bad out here as it is in there. No, there aren't decorations and ugly outfits, but apparently, my father has become the center of all conversation out here, and there's no telling what he's talking about.

"Hey, boyo!" my dad yells in greeting. "It's about time ye joined us. I'm regaling yer mates with stories of yer childhood."

I groan, my hand reaching for a beer out of the cooler. My dad has plans to turn the porch into a fancy outdoor kitchen, but for now, we have to "rough it" with beer on ice instead of in a fridge.

"Did you really whip it out in the middle of a co-ed game to pee on the side of the field?" Christian asks, fist to his lips as he tries not to laugh.

"Hey, when you've gotta go, you've gotta go," Daniel retorts, making everyone burst out again.