“Unraveling the Secrets of ‘Traditions of a Mutt’: What Your Dog’s Mixed Breed Can Teach You About Love and Loyalty”
“This is ridiculous.”
“Yeah, well,” she laughed.
I remained still and hidden in the back seat, but I could somewhat peer through the scattered luggage and blankets pressed against the car window.
“Hi,” said a lady who came up to the driver’s window. “Card?”
“Yep,” said Damara as she passed it over.
“Cool, thanks.” The lady looked quickly and handed it back, then sauntered inside the building. The smell of gasoline wafted into my blanket fortress while my sister fueled up. I could feel the sweat beginning to accumulate on my bra band. I’m going to die back here. Damara went inside to buy us smokes and got back in giggling.
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