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<strong>Jack</strong> <strong>kilborn</strong> <strong>SErial</strong> <strong>blakE</strong> <strong>crouch</strong><br />
“Yeah. You want anything?”<br />
“if they have any gum that isn’t older than i am, pick<br />
me up a pack. i’ve got an odd taste in my mouth for some<br />
reason.”<br />
lucy got out of the car. Donaldson opened the glove<br />
compartment and quickly shoved something into his coat<br />
pocket. Then he set the parking brake, pocketed the keys, and<br />
followed her out.<br />
While Donaldson stood pumping gas into the honda,<br />
lucy walked across the oil-stained pavement and into<br />
the store. The clerk didn’t acknowledge her entrance, just<br />
sat staring at a small black-and-white television airing<br />
Jeopardy, her chin propped up in her hand and a Marlboro<br />
red with a one-inch ash trailing smoke toward the ceiling.<br />
lucy walked down the aisle to the back of the store and<br />
picked a red bull out of the refrigerated case. at the drink<br />
fountain, she went with the smallest size—sixteen ounces—<br />
and filled the cup with ice to the brim, followed by a little<br />
Dr. Pepper, Mountain Dew, Pepsi, and orange Fanta.<br />
She glanced back toward the entrance and through the<br />
windows. Donaldson was still fussing with the pump. She<br />
reached into her pocket and withdrew the syringe. uncap-<br />
ped the needle, shot a super-size squirt of liquid oxycontin<br />
into the bubbling soda.<br />
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