[ can't say I'm paying full attention ]
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fingers gripping the wheel
all white and knuckle-ridden.
your bones are shapely.
i envy the girl in the front seat.
YOU ARE READING
rolling in our graves
Short Story"backseat driver, baby. i ain't letting go." his eyes were papercut in the limelight, but she wasn't about to let that gaze fade. she laughed, "then it's gonna be one hell of a drive."
