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Colors of the NightChapter 13
Travis switched cars with his mother, despite his father's protest over how he mishandled cars, trucks, and anything of value. As he made his way across the width of Michigan, Anya had crawled into the back seat of the sedan and promptly had fallen asleep. She didn't even stir when he pulled off of the interstate to fill up the gas tank. He grabbed a couple of bottles of juice from the little store, paid the bill and slid back behind the steering wheel. As he put the car into gear, he...