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screaming and repeatedly pounding the Hyundai’s steering wheel.

Chapter Four
    Some Fucked-Up Shit that Happened on the Road, Part One
    Ominous black clouds blocked out the sky in Tupelo that afternoon as Dez stepped outside for a smoke. From the balcony of the Sleepytime Inn’s second floor, what she could see of the little city looked like it was waiting to get squashed by a giant black fist. There was a slight chill in the air and a fine mist of drizzle, but the real downpour had yet to begin. Dez could feel it coming in the way her skin tingled and by the faint scent of sulfur. A loud boom of thunder emphasized this impression. The sound was gigantic, as massive and air-stirring as the detonation of military ordnance.
    The roiling sky and blasts of thunder tinged the afternoon with a distinctly apocalyptic feel. Dez felt like she had a ringside seat to the end of the world. She loved it. Playing in the rain had been one of the purest joys of her early girlhood. She liked the feel of water sliding over bare flesh dotted with goose bumps.
    She lit a Virginia Slim and leaned against the balcony railing. A slightly harder patter of rain started hitting the parking lot asphalt below at the same time. She smiled. Maybe she would head down there and dance around in the rain after she finished the cigarette.
    A door creaked open behind her and in a moment Lana joined her at the railing. She nudged Dez with an elbow. “Bum a smoke?”
    “Thought you were trying to quit.”
    “Changed my mind.”
    Dez smiled. “Oh yeah? Why?”
    “Knowing I’m probably gonna die young anyway.”
    Dez nodded and handed over the pack.
    Lana blazed up and stared out at the charcoal sky. “Gonna storm like a motherfucker.”
    Dez exhaled smoke. “Yeah.”
    “Maybe we should go in.”
    “Thinking about playing in the rain.”
    Lana gave her a funny look. “Have you lost your mind? Look at that sky.”
    “You already know I’m crazy, bitch. Don’t even ask that.”
    Lana shook her head. “Crazy is one thing. I’m not the poster girl for mental stability, either. But getting struck by lightning isn’t my idea of a good time.”
    Dez shrugged. “Fuck it. We take bigger risks every day. I’ll die when I die. That shit doesn’t scare me.”
    “You’re a badass.”
    Dez nodded. “You know it. And, hell, I can think of worse ways to go out. If God chooses today to reach down from the sky and zap my ass, so be it. It’d even be sort of cool.”
    Lana’s expression turned thoughtful. “I guess it beats death by lethal injection.”
    “Fuck yeah, it does. Wanna join me?”
    Lana smiled. “Nah. You do what you want. I’m gonna go back in and stay dry. Maybe get high and listen to the fireworks.”
    Dez shrugged. “I’d love to get wet with you, but suit yourself.”
    “Oh, Dez, you always get me wet, you know that.”
    Dez leaned over and gave Lana a light kiss on the mouth. “And don’t you forget it. Anyway…how’s our girl doing?”
    Lana frowned at the reference to Echo. “Still sleeping it off. Thought she was gonna fucking die on us for a while.”
    Dez exhaled smoke again and tapped ash over the railing. “She should lay off the fucking vodka.”
    Lana grunted. “You try telling her that.”
    Dez sighed. “Right. She’d call me a hypocrite for all the fucking blow I do, and she wouldn’t be wrong. Girl knows what she’s doing. Up to her if she wants to keep going down that road. Same goes for you or me.”
    Lana laughed. “Damn. That almost sounded profound. Never thought you had it in you.”
    Dez smirked. “I haven’t had anything in me in too long.”
    Lana rolled her eyes. Dez had a knack for turning even the most innocent remark into something risqué. “There’s always your jelly man.”
    Dez smiled at the mention of her eight-inch dildo. She also had a strap-on she sometimes could coax Lana or, less frequently, Echo into using on her. “Maybe later.”
    Thunder crashed again, louder than ever, and