“Hey, you’re good at this,” Sylvie marveled.
“There’s a lot of things I have experience with.” Way ahead Sylvie saw Beautiful Baby pull off the road.
“Look!” Sylvie cried. “Bob’s stopped. Does he have car trouble? Or is he having second thoughts?” They slowed down. “It’s a roadside stand. What does he want?”
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