The sweat is making the blood look worse.
Marlene said it out loud, reassuring herself.
Plus they’ve been drinkin’.
This she didn’t say out loud, and no one would have heard her if she did because Tucker’s back landed on the hood of the old Chevette next to the garage, the model year that rolled off the line the year Rick had hired into GM.’79? Marlene co…
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