The same porno was on the tv, this time showing two women dressed as elves sucking off two guys wearing santa hats. “Ah, what the hell,” she said to herself and walked through. Jo quickly made a deal with herself. Struggling to keep her mind on anything else, she found herself meandering toward the curtain, picking up and putting down random titles along the way. Eyes rolling back, screaming into the blankets, Jo rode the crest of her wave then crashed loose as it hit the shore. The tape in the VCR chunked to a stop. “What do I have to do?”
Jo sat on her bed then leaned back, using her elbows to slide back against the headboard. Give him some time?”
“I thought I might take him by Kenneth’s,” Frank said. The tv, already on and tuned to MTV, showed some guy in flannel playing a guitar and singing words she couldn’t understand.
