“Sooo…what are you doing in there, Hurricane?” She narrows her dark eyes at me. “If I tell you, you’ll just mock me.” I raise both hands, one wrist wrapped up in Sy’s leash. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” She sighs. “Fine. I’m hyping myself up.” I raise a brow. “What?” “I may be a little bit nervous about driving this truck,” she admits. “I’m just not used to it yet,” she adds quickly. “Why did you pick something so big if—” “I didn’t,” she huffs. “I—it was the only option, apparently. Vicki said they got a deal.” “You do know how to drive, right? Like, you’re legally licensed to operate a
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