"Put the gas on my tab," the sheriff said, gave the attendant a left-handed salute and burned rubber getting onto the street, rolling up the window as he went. Only after they were at the edge of town did he remember Katie was still in the car. “Well, damn it! I can’t take time to take you back, so... Sign in to see full entry.
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