The burger sat on the grill. Pink, like a newborn.
Elmore’s was empty, except for Washburn playing pinball, and he never ordered burgers. Never ordered nothing but scotch and water, Ross thought. Fifteen years, maybe more. Never ate nothing.
Sandra was at the last stool, head down.
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