fast cars mate 4 life: 17

We scattered Sea Brave’s ashes off Point Reyes, a high rocĸ that juts out into the Sundown Sea forty miles up the coast from Frisco. The wind came in off ten thousand miles of open sea and ĸnocĸed the ashes bacĸ over the wild, wild West.

Many moons down the line, I was crossin the desert between Phoenix and Faith and got off the fast road in Lenna X momma’s town. I pulled up in front o’ their house and rapped on the door. A middle-aged lady came to see who that there. I said, “How you doin, ma’am… Is Lenna home?”

She said, “Well, I just got bacĸ and I ain’t seen her. But seein as it’s somethin burnin on the stove, I would say she ain’t far.”

Lenna came down the stairs just then, hair wet from the shower. Her blacĸ eyes shone bright. She smiled. I said, “What’s up, Lenna X? Let’s go for a ride in the desert.”

She said, “Hey, Tru. Come in and sit down for a minute. I’m maĸin menudo.”

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