Next stop: total humiliation。
His father took a slow; deliberate sip of scotch; and Nate could hear the frosty sound of ice cubes
rattling against the crystal。 He fingered the stubbed…out joint that remained in his pocket; wishing
he could pull it out and light up right there。 He?d promised Blair that he wasn?t going to smoke so
much anymore?she didn?t think it was mature; or collegiate; or whatever?but this was an
emergency。 He had to calm down。 Then maybe he could think。
Ornot think。
His father swallowed and set his tumbler down on the armrest of his chair。 ?And there?s
something else。? Something else? What other torture could his father possibly inflict on him?
What could be worse than not graduating with the rest of his friends? Military school? Reform
school?Prison?
Nope; repeating senior year would be far more humiliating and way less exciting。
The Captain?s face was so somber that Nate had to lower his eyes to his father?s nautical…striped
dress shirt in order to keep from pletely panicking。 Once a year his mother ordered a plete
custom…made wardrobe from one of the exclusive men?s boutiques on Jermyn Street in
London?new suits; ties; and dress shirts?all fitted to the Captain?s proportions。
?I want you to meet my friend; Captain Chips White;? his father continued。 ?I obviously haven?t
gotten through to you; but if anyone can; it?s my old navy mentor。? Nate slunk down further in his
chair。 Not only did he have to get chewed out by his father; but this scary Captain Chips guy his
dad was always going on about would be in on his demise too? Chips would probably use some
archaic navy torture technique to teach him a lesson?hold him underwater until he nearly drowned;
or take him sailing; cut off his nuts; and then throw him overboard to swim back to Manhattan
through the polluted Hudson。 Nate would probably grow an extra arm or a tumor on his back; and
he?d go from being happy…go…lucky; easygoing Archibald to a hunchbacked; three…armed;
no…balled freak。 Blair would be all over him then。
Captain Archibald raised his glass with a smug smirk; and Nate felt his chin begin to quiver as he
gripped the roach in his pocket。
Prison?s not looking so bad now; is it?
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