Chapter 11: The Scottish Play

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John's POV Her car was parked in the alley behind the bar. He had seen it the other night when he came to pick her up, but he hadn't looked closely. It was an older Honda Civic, covered in stickers. The closer he looked, the more absurd they got. There was a big foot, a moth man, a jackalope, a few real animals, and one that just said, "Use your blinker, buddy." When he opened the passenger seat to climb in, he saw she had an American flag pinned on the ceiling of the car. Her taste was certainly eclectic. She didn't say much as she started the car up. It immediately started blaring a song he didn't recognize at full volume. Rhiannon's POV Rhiannon scrambled to change the song. While it was one of her favorites, "Guys My Age" by Hey Violet was a little too on the nose for this situat

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