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Chapter 9

May 12th, 1962

Ben, Joss, DeLoy, and I went down to the bridge last night in the Impala. There’s a new chick in town, pretty as summer. Her name’s Sarah Chase. I’m thinking I’m going to go for it. She has an innocent look and comes from a good Catholic home, but I can see that she’s a tiger underneath it all. Last night she wanted in on spin the monkey. The monkey, usually a chick, stands right on the zipper-line in the middle of the bridge. It takes two cars to play the game, one shooting from either side. The idea is to drive as close as possible to the monkey, passing her on both sides at the same time. If you get it right, the tailwind of the two opposing cars forces the monkey to turn like a top. When Sarah played last night, she had nerves of steel. As I jetted past her with less than a foot between us, I caught a glimpse of her eyes; they were as solid as stones. And I still can’t shake the picture of her wicked grin. I wonder what other games Sarah Chase is willing to play?

-Stan Corelis