Her own pack was so light that she left it in the locker. CHAPTER VIII. Better get a dress. No amount of scrubbing could remove the stains, the blood of an unknown man she had stolen from the scene of a car accident, a stupid drunk with no license who had wrapped his Chevy truck around a very large oak tree. But, though the latter was somewhat embarrassed by his burthen, he peremptorily declined Jonathan's offer of assistance.
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