3 more hours of solitude in the 'brary

Red kicked a limp bicycle tire left to rot on the side of the road. Being a kangaroo, he really had the ability to kick the shit out of stuff when he was mad. Damn that Marlene and her silky hair. Damn the heat that was melting his Peanut M&Ms in his backpack. Damn Frankie and his insistence that the lamp he had found in his garage was the funniest thing to throw at the next passing car. Red was certain of two things: he was grounded forever and he would kick the shit out of Frankie the next time he saw him.