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[ash__evildead]

[after this]

It's a short trip, relatively speaking, from the front door of Milliways to the nearly empty S-Mart parking lot, but it feels like it should be a lot longer.

He lets go of Sheila's hand and gives her an apprehensive look.

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[horseblanket]

"You look kind of worried," Sheila says quietly, most of her concentration taken up by OMG PARKING LOT. Because, it's concrete, and that's new ... and stuff.

And also cars that aren't Deathcoasters.

And shopping carts.

And modern Michigan in general.

[ash__evildead]

He shakes his head, more to get rid of the nervousness than to indicate a response.

"So whaddya think?"

[horseblanket]

"Big," Sheila observes with fantastic skill. "Very, very big. And ... lacking in a lot of grass and dust that should be here. Oh, is that yours?"

She is under the impression, of course, that there is only one Oldsmobile in the world of a tan shade.

[ash__evildead]

"Nah, it belongs to someone else who works here."

He watches her as she takes everything in.