Thanksgiving in Bishop

It was dark out but the moon was glinting off the hood. A fully loaded truck rolled easily down the 395. The chatter of my conversation was not enough to keep the attention of my co-pilot. Some how he muttered answers to my questions and then fell back asleep. I kept on rambling. The graveyard [...]

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