The beat up old Camaro rolled down the street and came to a stop. The driver parked beneath the large tree that shaded the road from the moon’s light. Matt ran a hand through his shaggy blonde hair. He looked back out the window. “You sure about this Joe? I mean… something about this just don’t sit right with me.” he asked as he turned to face t……
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