by Kat
I make sure I speak loud enough for her to hear. “Look, babe… I’m sorry.”
“You should be, you son of a bitch!” Her muffled voice is beginning to sound tired.
I nod but continue driving in silence.
“If you’re so sor-”
I cut her off. “No, I’m not letting you out of the trunk.”
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Road Trip
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I like this story, and all of your stories, Kat!
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