Myra It was refreshing to watch the treeline become smaller and smaller as we approached the town. “Roll down the glass, breathe in some fresh air,” Jamie said, looking at me through the rearview mirror. I complied. The air was truly refreshing, not hot or painstakingly cold, just gentle on the skin. It carried a mixture of scents - mud, dirt, dried leaves and a faint smell of baked goods. “Put on some music,” Vi suggested from beside me, opening a bag of chips. She offered me, which I generously accepted. “Hey, give us some too.” Jamie pouted. “I packed some in your bag,” Brandon murmured. Jamie 'aww’d at that and smacked a loud kiss on his mate’s cheek. I was amused at how Brandon’s ears turned red. The man was a buff guy, scary to those who may not know him, but one fond look or a
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