Chapter Thirty-Seven--Lola Can't Hold A Tune

“Yer feller is yeller, with a beer beller!” Lola sang at the top of her lungs, her tinny voice bouncing around the cab of Kalvyn’s truck.

The only radio station we could get to half-assed come through was country. If we went out to the road—which I'd promised not to do—we could get two more. Neithe...

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