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“I’m sure.” I smiled and took a sip of coffee. “I don’t want to be stranded on the side of the road. Will that old thing even make it that far?” He looked toward his truck. “That old thing hasn’t let me down yet.” “So how long will it take to get there?” “’bout six, six and a half hours. That should give me time to get settled into my motel room and practice a little before I go to the studio in the morning.” I nodded. “Have you had breakfast?” “I ate at Mrs. Wrigley’s when I dropped Amy off.” “How about a cup of coffee?” I said. “No thanks. It’ll just make me have to stop and pee.” I laughed. I stood and stepped to him. “Call me when you get there. Okay?” “I’ll call. I promise.” He turned to look down at Bo, who sat in the yard looking up at us, stick in mouth, waiting. “I asked Mike to keep an eye on you while I’m gone,” he said. “The”
― The Music Box
― The Music Box
“I agree completely sweetie, but are you sure it’s a good idea, a beautiful young woman like yourself living way out here alone, with no communication to the outside world?” “That’s”
― The Music Box
― The Music Box
“the driveway as we walked back to the”
― The Music Box
― The Music Box
“It was quaint, to say the least.”
― The Music Box
― The Music Box
“. I’m”
― The Music Box
― The Music Box





