"If you gave me the keys when we stopped for gas, we would never end up here." I turned in my seat of the Mercury, grabbing the back of my neck. I glared at Perseo. "Shut up, heifer!" Perseo said, turning the key in the ignition. "Stop it!" I waved the fumes from my nose. "You're so stupid; you can't drive out of here. Are you trying to kill us? Your drinking has gotta stop." "Nothing is wrong with my drinking!" I braced...