“Okay, so you were a drifter. A drifter and a hitchhiker. That’s so…” “Cool?” Jane suggests, raising an eyebrow. “Daring? Adventurous? Sexy?” “Unbelievable that you weren’t strangled by one of the dozens of serial killers murdering hitchhikers up and down the West Coast in the ’70s, is what I was gonna say.”
