“A girl, pigtails, yay high. Which bus did she take?” I leave no room for negotiations with my question. The lady stares at me for a moment. Just as I’m about to bark at her, she raises her hand to silence me. “Who’s she to you?” I narrow my eyes. “Everything.” What is this girls stick together bullshit? Sighing, she shakes her head. “She could only afford to go to Cheyenne.” Where the fuck is Cheyenne? I grunt and run back to my car, hearing the lady mutter, “No wonder she left you.”
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