Chapter 244

• It was a perfect way to ease into the afternoon. None of us thought about eating. We just did lines of cocaine and headed to the pool. Time slipped by effortlessly. Crystal's pain pill kicked in, and she extolled the virtue of cloud-like floating she felt. Kat and Rita shared a large float, slowly rotating around the pool from the current created by the jets. Jess and I escaped under the brisk ceiling fan of our patio, sharing a bowl from the hookah.
• "I might be starting to like smoking as much as I like coke," Jess confided.
• "You look good doing it," I said. "Weed is better than cigarettes."