CHAPTER 2
-Parmesan Goldfish and Mr Pibb.
He reached into his right pocket until his leg was completely straight, and his foot strained against the floorboard.
-Here's 5. You sure you want to?
-Yes.
She grabbed the bill and stepped out of the car onto a two-foot tall orange E. FIRE LANE.
He muttered to himself-- Shit-- and fiddled with the knob on the car stereo...
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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