May 15th excerpt:

A Horse With No Name came on the radio and Dean found himself humming along to it, satisfied with the end of the case.

“The heat was hot and the ground was dry, but the air was full of sound,” Dean let out as he saw a sign pass by on the road, pointing towards a Taco Bell in the next town. Tacos for lunch sounded like a plan to him.

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