Stirred
“Goddamn pay-at-the-pumps made it impossible to steal fuel. And that fat bitch Violet King, useful as she was, had only had ten bucks on her, which they’d also put into the tank. That meant, if they wanted to eat, they’d have to steal food or money.Shoplifting seemed to involve less risk.Why hadn’t they thought to eat back at Violet’s place? She wouldn’t have missed the food.As it was, this 7-Eleven would have to do.Donaldson went in first, the big pockets of his overalls much better at conceali...ng foodstuffs than Lucy’s ugly-ass housedress.She distracted the Indian clerk at the counter by asking for bogus directions.The convenience store no doubt had closed circuit cameras, but they were a long way from the institution. If the clerk happened to catch them, they both looked pathetic enough to probably get away with just a warning.Donaldson pinched two packages of Twinkies, a handful of Slim Jims, some candy bars, and was reaching for something he could actually eat—a cup of apple sauce—when he heard, “You!MoreLess
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