“Back in my day…”
Nicole turned, rolling her eyes.
“Here he goes,” she said to Davis.
“...nobody cared about transporting firewood from one county to another. There were no...Emerald tree borers or nonsense like that. I think it’s just a conspiracy to sell more corporate firewood.”
Nicole’s dad’s talk shifted to complaints about current television programs …
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