I Can’t Even (CARTER BROTHERS #2) by Lani Lynn Vale EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Lani Lynn Vale
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ELLODIE
I groaned, let my head fall back to rest against the very well-worn fabric of
my headrest, and contemplated parking and walking the rest of the way
home.
But then, the thought of having to make the hike back to my car at five
in the morning sounded even less appealing.
I narrowed my eyes, glaring hard at the orange and white blockade in
front of me.
A freakin’ parade.
Of all things.
In the middle of the damn evening rush hour traffic.
Sure, I’d seen the signs for the parade all over the neighborhood. Knew
that roads would be blocked off for a majority of the evening, but I’d
forgotten.
I mean, I had zero time to be thinking about blockades and how I was
going to get home when I was struggling to keep my head above water.
The one and only good thing about going back to school to get my nurse
anesthetist license was this time around, I wasn’t eating Ramen Noodles for
breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Now, I had money in the bank.
But also, I was working a full-time job at the hospital while going back
to school, doing clinicals where needed, and ultimately running myself
ragged.
So yeah, remembering that a freakin’ parade, of all things, was going to
be blocking every single way home was really the last thing on my mind.
I looked over at the seat next to me where I had a textbook denting the
cushion. I considered picking up the massive beast, but ultimately decided
against it.
I needed a break.
I’d been studying on and off throughout my shift, and to be completely
honest, I was freakin’ tired.
The last thing I wanted to do was pick it up and continue to go through
it.
I felt like my head was about to explode.
Picking up my phone instead, I started to mindlessly search through
Facebook, then Instagram, followed by TikTok. It was thirty-five minutes
later when I realized that not only did I have to eat something before I died,
but I also had to pee.
And since I wasn’t at work, I didn’t tend to deny that urge if I felt it.
Glancing around the neighborhood I’d been parked outside of for the
last hour as I watched parade floats pass between buildings in the distance, I
spotted a Crispy Chicken sign, and felt my heartrate pick up.
Growing up in a small, middle of nowhere town, not far from the
Arkansas/Louisiana/Texas line, there was one singular place that had food.
The gas station, that happened to have a fast-food chain, Crispy Chicken, in
it.
Crispy Chicken was a delicacy for the Solaire family.
My dad, Harvey, and my mom, Hall, were both fifth generation farmers.
My dad grew up farming soybean, sunflowers, and peanuts, while my mom
harvested corn, cotton, and feed grains.
Together, they’d joined two of the biggest farms in the area and formed
one huge conglomerate that lived, breathed, and died agriculture.
Truthfully, I could count on two hands the number of times we went out
to a fancy restaurant.
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