Before she hops out, she salutes the dash-cam one last time, pasties twinkling like twin Polaris stars. “Remember,” she whispers, “freedom isn’t free—but tonight it was damn close.”
Before she hops out, she salutes the dash-cam one last time, pasties twinkling like twin Polaris stars. “Remember,” she whispers, “freedom isn’t free—but tonight it was damn close.”