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choice.”
    â€œThanks.”
    â€œFour-wheel drive?”
    â€œOf course. It makes it a lot easier to maneuver the rough back roads I have to travel sometimes.”
    He nodded. “It looks like something an Arizona girl would own.”
    â€œThanks. I love her.”
    â€œHer?” he asked, cracking an impish smile.
    â€œYeah, I call her Peppy, because she really is compared to my old Volvo.”
    We slid into the seats and he inhaled deeply. “Mmmmm. New car smell. Sweet!”
    Shifting into reverse, I backed out of the space and could feel his gaze boring into me. I eased down the ramp and turned to meet his questioning eyes. “What?”
    â€œSo, you’re not bullshitting me? You got through college and never got high even once? No weed, no coke, no…”
    â€œYeah, that’s exactly what I’m telling you.”
    Again, the look of disbelief. “Seriously?”
    â€œSeriously.”
    â€œUnreal.” He stretched and yawned. “You don’t know what you’re missing. There’s some really outstanding product out there now. Know what I think?”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œIt should be legal to smoke everywhere like it is in Colorado, Washington and a bunch of other progressive states. I think the whole country is heading in that direction.”
    His self-righteous smirk increased my irritation further. “Look, Sean, I guess you’re entitled to your opinion, but I have a different view. I mean, look at what’s going on right here, for heaven’s sake. Illegal drug trafficking is no joke. Arizona is a major smuggling corridor. Hell, they just discovered another elaborate tunnel near Nogales the other day and seized drugs with a street value of more than a million dollars.”
    His expression turned smug. “My point exactly. Make all drugs legal, problem solved.” He dusted his hands together. “The government can tax the shit out of it and make a bundle of money. Everybody’s happy.”
    â€œI doubt it would be that simple.”
    â€œThere are tons of people who think like me. What’s your solution?”
    I shook my head. “I honestly don’t have the answer, but I do know we’ve got serious issues here with the criminal drug cartels operating right across the border and spilling into Arizona complete with kidnappings, murders and ruined families as a result.”
    He didn’t respond immediately, but then said, “Well, on the bright side, I read that the good citizens of Arizona are actually more open-minded than I thought.”
    â€œWhat do you mean?”
    â€œYou know. The medical marijuana law that passed here.”
    â€œThat’s true.”
    â€œSo, what do you think of it?” Before I could answer he tacked on, “Wait, don’t tell me. I’m guessing you’re against people with cancer and glaucoma, anxiety and chronic pain being able to get a little pot to help make them feel better.”
    He was obviously trying to bait me. “You can drop the snarky attitude. Did I say that? Evidently you didn’t read the articles I’ve written on this subject where I present both sides. They’re online, you know.”
    â€œSorry. Missed ‘em. Been kinda busy.”
    â€œApparently,” I answered him dryly. “Anyway, my point is, the medical community is miles apart on how effective the program is and the jury is still out on how workable it’s actually going to be. In fact, problems have already developed. Over sixty thousand medical marijuana cards have been issued and they’ve discovered that a fair number of these card holders are getting their prescribed ounces from the dispensaries and then selling it for profit on the street, not to mention that the Feds are raiding dispensaries in other states as we speak because it’s contradictory to the Controlled Substances Act. And on top of that, now small children are getting