Bugs the size of
baseballs! And me without a can of Raid. Damn that woman and her big mouth
for sendin’ me out here with these fuckin’ monsters. “Ow!” I groaned and
swatted another mosquito off my neck. “Seriously I thought these thangs hated
the cold. Why the fuck they still buzzin’ ‘round?”
“I think there’s a small lake up near back here. They’d stay
for a while to breed,” Zach answered as he led the way up the dirt path.
