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<strong>Jack</strong> <strong>kilborn</strong> <strong>SErial</strong> <strong>blakE</strong> <strong>crouch</strong><br />
backseat at the cooler with the biohazard sign. She looked<br />
into the convenience store, back at the cooler, then spun<br />
quickly around in her seat and reached back toward the lid.<br />
again.<br />
Empty. The inside a dull, stained white. She closed it<br />
Donaldson’s footsteps slapped at the pavement. She<br />
settled back into her seat as he opened his door. The chassis<br />
bounced when he eased his bulk behind the wheel.<br />
“Sorry about that,” lucy said. “i thought i had another<br />
ten. i could swear my snowboarder friend gave me some<br />
cash.” She stuck out her lower lip, pouting. “i got you some<br />
gum. and a new drink.”<br />
Donaldson frowned, but he took the Juicy Fruit, ran it<br />
under his nose.<br />
“Thank you, kindly. Fresh soda too, huh?”<br />
lucy cracked open the red bull and nodded.<br />
“cheers. To new friends.” She took a sip. a trail of pink<br />
liquid dribbled down the corner of her mouth, hugging her<br />
chin and neck, dampening her shirt.<br />
Donaldson shifted in his chair and reached for the cup.<br />
he sipped on the straw and made a face.<br />
“What flavor is this?”<br />
“i didn’t know what you liked,” lucy said. “So i got you a<br />
little of everything.”<br />
Donaldson chuckled his approval, then turned the key<br />
and put the car into gear.<br />
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