“Aren’t you going to ask me what my column was about?” “Nope.” Tracy had her left hand on the door handle and her right elbow on the window sill, riding the wind with her right hand. She was looking to the side of the road. He wanted her to look at him. He wanted her to renegotiate their deal. If they only had a short time together, he really thought one kiss a day was fair. “I thought I was going to add being shot to my list of Harmony Valley mishaps.” “Now...you’re just being dramatic.” Her lips turned up a bit at the corners. “You haven’t had mishaps.” “I disagree.” He held up his left forefinger, which was black, and pointed to the third eye on his forehead. Then he showed her one of his palms, which had the blood blister streak across it. All a thinly veiled attempt to win her sympathies. “My elbows are black and blue from climbing beneath Nina Valpizzi’s kitchen sink.
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