The Driver's Test
The dispatch note said pickup at four, which meant by any sane math I should have been loaded and rolling by five.
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The dispatch note said pickup at four, which meant by any sane math I should have been loaded and rolling by five.
I've done four hundred weddings, give or take.
The fair again.
Driving seven hours to ruin your ex-husband's anniversary is a complicated matter.