Sublime

“Clyde Waggoner. I’m Martin’s father.” The man from Okeechobee was wearing a white rayon tie with a blue chambray work shirt, and khaki trousers. There was a thin nylon Sears windbreaker folded over his left arm.

Roy reached out, grabbed Joe Mills by the good arm, and said, “I’m so proud of you, Captain.” Joe Mills looked at him in disgust and said, “Fucking hell, Lance.”