Page 84 of Bragg's Match

“What’s happening?”

He grins. “It’s a race!”

“A race?”

“Yep. You and I are going to race down Main Street toElectric Vibes.The loser has to buy a round for everyone at the bar.”

“Now I understand why everyone in town is here.”

He cups my face. “What’s wrong? Are you afraid to lose?”

“Afraid to lose?” I scoff.

“I am the reigning Winter Falls golf cart race champion.”

“There isn’t such a thing.”

He winks. “There is now.”

“Is this even legal?”

He points to Peace. “The fuzz is here and they’re not arresting us.”

“Yet. He’s not arresting usyet.”

“Peace!” Brody shouts. “Are you going to arrest us if we race these golf carts down Main Street?”

Peace strolls over. “Here are the rules.”

“You didn’t say anything about rules earlier,” Brody pouts.

“Yes, I did. I can’t help it if you didn’t listen.” Brody rolls his eyes and Peace continues, “You have fifteen minutes to perform this race. After fifteen minutes, I’ll be arresting anyone still in a golf cart.”

Brody rubs his hands together. “No problem. I’ll be on my second drink by then.”

“No tequila!” Peace yells.

Brody frowns. “As if I can buy tequila in this town.”

I have no idea what they’re talking about. “What are the other rules?” I ask Peace.

“Stay on Main Street. No going over sidewalks or using the alleys and definitely no driving over the town square.”

“Okay. Anything else?”

“You have to wear a helmet and gloves.”

“A helmet and gloves?” I ask. “The top speed of a golf cart is fifteen miles per hour.”

“Those are the rules,” Peace says. “Accept them or don’t race.”

“I don’t have a helmet or gloves.”

Brody catches my hand. “I got you covered.”

“I guess I accept the rules then.”

Peace grunts before leaving. His girlfriend, Olivia, moves to stand in the center of the road. “I’m the starter.” She removes a red bra from her sleeve and waves it in the air.

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