That oh so familiar vehicle soon emerges from the bliss of darkness, its front lights mingling with the dim street and you grin ear to ear when you see Mr. Lee sliding the window down to send you a wave. Zale pouts like usual as the limo comes to a stop in front of your driveway. He holds back a cough and instead, lingers a lump constricting the mids of his throat before deciding to swallow it dryly.
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