Hairy RoadtripChapter 16
HAIRY ROADTRIP .16 “What’s for breakfast?” I asked. Amy was occupying the second seat. “Karen said we’re going to the Silver Spur ... what she said was ... we girls are going to the Spur. She didn’t say anything about you.” I heard the sound of a geared starter and the Dodge roared. “I gotta go, bye.” Amy wiped, stood, pulled up panties and fluffed out her skirt. She trotted over to the Town Wagon and loaded up ... she was the last. Karen looked in her mirrors and shifted the New Process...