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"About last night," Ana chews.
I know what comes next.
"I don't know why it happened, but it just did. You know I can't
be with a man right now." Ana's afraid of men like I'm afraid
of white Crown Victorias or snakes. Everyone's got their breaking
point, I guess.
I just try to concentrate on the road, but I'm smiling. I know
I am.
"Last night should never have happened."
Those are the only words she says. It's pointless. Anything else
would just get sucked out into the hugeness of the desert, spreading
out and getting thinner and fainter as it reaches the edges of
the map.
ffee spills from my cup onto US8d floods the Daniel Boone National
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