He was in a hotel room, nothing strange about that. Nothing more strange than how his life was strange and after twenty years, not much is strange anymore
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"Wouldn't like me half so much without the ruckus," he says. "Otherwise, I'd just be another washed up mechanic with a lot of guns in the back of his truck."
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"Hey John. You okay?"
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Beat.
"More'n you have to anyway."
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Her voice is gentle but teasing. She closes her eyes. Utah. He's in Utah. Not so very far away, but far enough.
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