Tinted Windows

Take my car today, please…” she says. “I may have some donation stuff and I want to get it into the back of your truck so you can take it over after work.” Silly me, I didn’t think much of it, but that it seemed out of nowhere.

Someday, someday I hope I’ll flip on that “something is not right here…” switch and at least be able to pick up on things when a game is afoot. Today… is not that day.

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