Cats, Embraces and Testosterone
Screeching:Consecutive Substack Story 1039
His own screeching brakes didn’t seem to stop the car fast enough, and didn’t seem loud enough to match his shock and fury.
Ryan Jarek drove around the block, leaving a radial print on the lawn of the corner house, pulling onto Culbreath with a squeal, then slowing.
Jennifer and the man were still embracing.
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