“You both look like cream no sugar, right?”
“I’ll take the breakfast special,” Justin said.
After a pause, June said to Lucy “how ‘bout you, Sunshine?”
The Wyoming Highway Patrol parked outside.
“Shit,” Justin muttered under his breath.”
June’s left eyebrow arched. He did look like a bad boy—too early for trouble.
“Why don’t you two visit the restrooms a minute?”