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“You want anything, Stud?”
Xander looked up from pumping gas into the car and replied, “Er…Coke and a bag of Doritos works for me.”
As Faith nodded and disappeared into the gas station, he smiled. Their aimless driving in the past month had led them out of California and into Arizona. And after feeling a few twinges in his head, like
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