It was the evening of the 9th. My husband and I stepped out, on the search for a rare classic called Swing Kids. We were quiet, relaxed, minding our own, when I heard Jodi make a strange sound, actually it was more like half a sound, "Ah--". I started to look over at him. I could see from the corner of my eye, his eyes in the rear view mirror.
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