'Ma'am? Ma'am, they're almost gone. ' He started away, then stopped. It was noon, and they were between Saco and Biddeford. ' 'Uh-huh, but listen: the grays are having big problems here, which is probably why they hung around so long — half a century — before making their move.
Then the vertigo retreated. He had Kurtz's number, all right; the boss was an existential wannabe. “I’m glad it wasn’t a difficult problem. The man juggled his purchases into the crook of one arm, opened the door, and got in behind the wheel.
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