"Hear me complaining?" I asked.
"My poor car, they all laugh at it."
"What do they know. They wish they had so much class," I said and Georgia laughed.
"You owe me," she said as we climbed in.
"I know. Thanks."
"And did you get that Shannon? What's she like!" she said and I couldn't help giving a big, depressed sigh. "Sorry," Georgia added. "poor Cass. I'm sure Tom won't..."
"I'm not!" I said bitterly. "And I feel so bad about Paul too."
"Why? It's not your fault," she said. The lights changed and she looked ahead, grinding the gears so badly I winced...
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