![]() ![]() ![]() Heat, they chose a spot under the shade of a tree ![]() Uncomfortably sticky, so they decided to park and “I bet that Mercedes has some pretty sweet AC,” Bree said.Īfter half an hour of aimless driving, the air hadn’tĬooled at all. A car like that had never once stopped to pick Bree up when she was hitchhiking. A big, golden Mercedes came up the driveway. ![]() The people getting out of the cars were dressed up, the men in expensive looking suits, cuff links, and pocket squares, the women decked out in jewelry and brand-name handbags. Every now and then a car would drive up to the lone valet attendant. The landscaping outside was immaculate, everything bright green and evenly trimmed, bushes rounded into perfect spheres. Across the road from them, surrounded by a ten- foot white wall that stretched farther than Bree could see, was the Kansas City Country Club. Seeking solace from the heat, they chose a spot under the shade of a tree with long, low-hanging branches that reached out over the street like protective arms. The faux-velvet seats had become uncomfortably sticky, so they decided to park and stretch their legs for a bit. LET’S GET LOST by Adi Alsaid 1 After half an hour of aimless driving, the air hadn’t cooled at all. ![]()
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