Wrong

Adam Playing a game of truth or dare with my nephew didn’t seem to be too bad of an idea. It was a way for us to reconnect; learn a little more about each other but also have some fun with our dares. We had decided that we’d take a shot whenever either one of us would dodge a truth or a dare. It was only when we had one too much to drink that we realised just how reckless we became. And by that point, neither one of us was ready to back out. At least, not just yet.