I winced uncomfortably. I didn't really want to be the one to explain this to him. But I had been the one to open that can of worms, so I had to help explain them.
Did that metaphor even work? Be a better self-editor, Lane.
"So, there's apparently one night every seven years where all the laws go out the window," I said. "You're allowed to do anything. Arson, breaking and entering, theft. ...Murder. Some people take it real far and turn it into a, uh..." I swallowed hard, the memories coming up unbidden. "Hunting sport."
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I winced uncomfortably. I didn't really want to be the one to explain this to him. But I had been the one to open that can of worms, so I had to help explain them.
Did that metaphor even work? Be a better self-editor, Lane.
"So, there's apparently one night every seven years where all the laws go out the window," I said. "You're allowed to do anything. Arson, breaking and entering, theft. ...Murder. Some people take it real far and turn it into a, uh..." I swallowed hard, the memories coming up unbidden. "Hunting sport."