“We climbed out,” she said, then corrected, “Well, two of us did, I don’t know about the others. I kinda hope they fell.” Rhiannon returned to the toxic orange cushion and drew her legs under her Indian-style. “I’m Rhiannon. I’ve seen your bra, so we should probably be on a first-name basis.” She marked her place in the book with a receipt she’d used for that purpose for months.

Jim’s Corner Store
$1.69 cigarettes
$0.99 candy
$0.25 coffee