Sitting into the passenger's seat of his old VW Beetle, I instinctively slammed the heavy, squeaky door to ensure it shut all the way. Reaching my left hand over my right shoulder for the seat belt, I felt nothing--then looked back to see nothing. I heard a chuckle. I looked to my left and my driver simply said, "No."
Oh, okay. Old school. Of course.
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January 14, 2018 - 11:37am