Lake Lewisia #465

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“Are you satisfied,” he asked his partner as they once again put the lake town in their rearview mirror, watching the way her eyes kept checking there even as darkness overtook the landscape. The tracker asked in turn, “Do you ever regret making this a job, making money the difference between yes and no?” She still had those shed scales, worrying them between her fingers, and he knew better than to answer glibly about bills and food and gas, however true it might be.

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LL#465