Owen glanced into the rearview mirror and saw Duddits in the back seat, eyes closed, head back, skinny arms crossed on his chest. An hour at least. For a moment he could still smell peanuts and Duddits's cotton candy. ' 'That's a lie.
'All right, good. 'You can live with it,' he said. ' 'Don't you think you better keep your eyes on—' — I'm fine, so don't sass me. The reason for that is simply thatJeff and his mother Estelle are dealing with people, and sometimes there are accommodations that have tobe made.
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