"I was in Oklahoma City," she hedges. "There were tornadoes. Second one was coming right at us. Next thing I knew, I was pushing tin in some small town, Missouri."
A glance at the side of the police cruiser.
"Belmont, Missouri."
Grace steps on her cigarette, her boot grinding it into the dust.
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"I was in Oklahoma City," she hedges. "There were tornadoes. Second one was coming right at us. Next thing I knew, I was pushing tin in some small town, Missouri."
A glance at the side of the police cruiser.
"Belmont, Missouri."
Grace steps on her cigarette, her boot grinding it into the dust.