’ ‘We know you’re a good guy.’ ‘The boys at school say you always help them out.’ ‘When they’re having problems with their cars.’ �...Yeah I guess I do. I’ve got to get back to work, feel free to sit here until your bus comes. Bye girls, you’re both tops.’ I was back under the hood, when I heard ”Night Eddy, we’ll see you tomorrow.’ From one of them. Huh, good kids really, I just wish their mother wasn’t so shitty. Well she’s getting screwed by Snyder’s now, Where as I was only looking. The school. Now, all of a sudden, it makes me sick." Deer season?" John asked. "It's one of those things that a lot of us hate, but we've learned that we have to put up with." There's no reason you should have to put up with such senseless butchery," she said. "These murderers make me sick." Well, I don't care for deer hunters myself," John said. "But, over the years, I've come to apprehend a bit of the logic of the situation. You see, when this area was logged over a hundred years before, it created a. I mean, a smart woman like you deserves better than those assholes. You deserve someone more refined, a man who will appreciate you for who you are, not what you are." And what do you think I am, Rick?" she asked, turning towards me slightly. I could see the sparkle in her eyes. I wasn't sure if it was genuine interest or simply the afternoon sun, but I figured I'd take my chances."I think you're a very smart, and very attractive woman. But that's only what you are. The who, however, is. And here you are living rough in the desert? Whats with you, man? He stepped away from me and looked over my shoulder at the other car. Since when have you had two Chevelles? he asked. Thursday night. John looked amazed. You stole it? The car means nothing, man I told him. Go and look in the window. Still puzzled, John turned and headed over to the car. He peered in through the dusty glass. I watched as he froze. For close to half a minute he stood there, bent low and staring into my other car..