UP MY ALLEY
Chapter 31
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"...we go at it."
"Go at it?"
"BOWL, goober! Ten frames, two games, two bowlers, one question after each turn, that's twenty questions apiece. We'll switch off. You can even go first."
"How many passes do we get?"
"Hmm...three?"
"Deal."
Bella starts typing into the scoring machine. "BRICK" appears on the giant screen, with "SPLIT" just below.
"Show me what you got, big boy," she taunts.
"Just to clarify, we're playing for drinks?"
"For now."
She winks.
I quake.
I lift my ball from its cradle and slide my fingers into the deep, dark holes.
Bella sighs loudly behind me.
A/N: Who could blame her? What up, MR? Will he roll that thing straight? What will he ask first?
And what about those floor-to-ceiling curtains? xx Ho out.