Dale beamed. “We made friends after all.”
Tucker and Dale had absolutely no business being on that mountain. tucker and dale
It started small. Allison, trying to get a better view of the cabin, slipped on a wet rock and started tumbling toward the river. Dale, doing his best impression of a rescue swimmer, dove in and hauled her out. Dale beamed
And as the stars came out over the crooked little cabin, Tucker raised his beer. “See, Dale? Told you. Start of something good.” Tucker raised his beer. “See
Dale smiled, wiping sweat from his bald head. “You think we’ll make friends with the locals?”