Intertwined

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Myrna G. Raines. Intertwined

Intertwined. Myrna G. Raines

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Epilogue

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“It’s late, we gotta get on home. It’s late, we’ve been gone too long.” Ricky Nelson blared from the radio in the white ’60 model Chevy as Darian Wilks drove down the main drag, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of the music. In the other hand he held a Pall Mall, blowing the smoke out the open window so his daddy wouldn’t know he’d been smoking, especially in the car. The Bel Air was his dad’s pride and joy and with the car being new, Darian figured he’d be in more trouble for the foul smell from the cigarette than he would be for smoking. Daniel Wilks had been at the dealership when the hauler had unloaded this particular model and bought it on the spot.

Creeping along, as it was a Saturday night and the cars cruising in front of him were bumper to bumper, his smoky grey eyes darted from left to right, looking for someone he knew, or maybe someone he wanted to know. It is gettin’ late, Ricky, he thought. Gonna have to be headin’ home myself pretty soon. But not yet. Home was the last place any seventeen year old boy wanted to go.

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“Uhmm. I don’t think so, Darian. I have to be getting home as soon as we finish eating. Have to have the car back.”

“Uh, yeah. Me too. It is late.” He turned his head from side to side, looking at nothing in particular. “I guess I’ll see you Monday at school, then.” He didn’t want to leave. He wanted to stand there and talk to her all night just so he could look at her.

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