Absolution Insured

I’d spotted Carey. He heard the Whirring too. He’d grabbed my baseball bat out of the front seat, and now he was standing, braced against the open passenger side door, in his best Sammy Sosa stance. I couldn’t believe it, not even after knowing the guy for two years. He was actually going to try to tee off on the lo-gi.
Written by Matt Wallace
Narrated by Rick Stringer

Copyright 2006 Rick Stringer and Matt Wallace
February 2006

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