America The Dead at Apple

America The Dead at Apple

His shirt stank, stuck to him with
sweat. His boots were melted in places. The leather looked sandblasted and
ratty. He took two of the pills, washed it down with water. Next big town, he
told himself, he would get clothes…

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“Grow up, John, as for those two?” He looked over at Madison and Cammy.…

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