where are we going? larry asked the woman in the black suit with gray stripes, as they got into a long black car with no headlights or tail lights.
on a long trip.
how far is long?
just down the road a piece.
oh.
they rode in silence.
the country road turned into a broad empty highway with no lights.
then into another, even countrier road.
larry finally broke the silence.
this really is a long trip, he said.
what did i tell you?
do i know you from someplace?
no.
oh, i thought i might have.
you do not.
the second country road ended. now they were on a small interstate.
we are almost there, the woman told larry.
they came to a small town. all the buildings were dark except one.
the faded sign over the small building with a light in its ground floor window read - al’s place.
a man could be seen in the window sitting alone at a counter.
he was wearing a blue suit.
the black car pulled into the small parking lot in front of al’s place.
the man in the blue suit did not turn his head to look at the black car or its two passengers.
do you see that man? the woman in the black suit with gray stripes asked larry.
yes, i see him.
what do you notice about him?
he is wearing a blue suit.
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