A flash of something red and white catches my eye. “Stop the truck!” He slams on the brakes, and we both go shooting forward. I groan as the seat belt locks into place and crushes my chest. “What’s wrong?” His eyes dart across my face. I press a hand against my chest. “Besides the fact that you nearly gave me a heart attack?” “You asked me to stop.” “Not like that!” “Sorry.” “It’s fine. Give me a second.” I unbuckle my seat belt. “Where are you going? It’s pitch-black outside.” “I want to see something.” I climb out of the truck and walk back to the spot that caught my attention. The For Sale
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