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“Maybe the gold’s cursed,” tries John B, nudging JJ with his shoulder. He’s not really looking at him anymore, and JJ sets his jaw. Of course John B was going to try and be stupid and escapist now, when JJ has just stared at the truth head-on. He’s too annoyed to let John B do it, so he shakes his head instead of continuing the mythology.
“No bueno, asshole,” he says. “I was being cute forty-five minutes ago. You didn’t want to go to Yucatan, so it’s real talk, now. Saddle up, bitch.”
OR: in which John B apologizes for "You just wanna leave 'cause you got your ass beat?" but nothing else changes, because greed and grief are a terrible combination, and JJ Maybank doesn't know how to love without loss.
