Last time it had been so. Easy. They were in a car and dipping beneath the horizon on a summer day that spoke of tennis shoes and cigarettes, possible vomiting into the grating in front of the car’s air ventilation system.
Janie was crabby. The last time she’d had any water was three or four days ago. The clerk could tell, too. She knew
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