Chapter 61: Sparkes and Blood First Blood, Part 1
Martin was half way asleep when there was a frenzied banging on the door of his camper. He sat up and peered through the tiny window. Myrna was standing outside with a bottle in one hand. She took a swig as she hammered on his door with her other. He pulled on his pants and a shirt. He had no interest in facing a drunk woman in his boxers. He took a deep breath then pushed the door open.
The door pushed Myrna back, and she sat hard on the ground. She upended the bottle over her mouth then threw it at Martin. She had surprisingly good aim for being so drunk, but Martin got his arm up in time to protect his face. The bottle bounced off him and smashed against the door of his trailer.