"The truth is," said Rabbit, pointing to his chest, "almost every trucker has a void right here. Most of us have no family and a lot of us lost our family because of it. This," he said, sweeping his arm across the gaggle of beer-wielding truckers gathered around a grill, "this is how we fill that void."
The girl. Inside the truck. Nineteen, twenty maybe. Watching the CB antenna wave obscenely we know without words that we were different people now.
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