184 - One Hundred Eighty Four

Breaker Whiskey

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Harry, if you can hear this, I’ve fixed up another car for you. It should run just fine, and there’s two canisters of fuel in the trunk, so you shouldn’t have to siphon any of your own for a while. There’s also a radio hooked up in it. So…

Well, that’s sort of pointless isn’t it? I put the radio in there in case you haven’t found another working one, but in order for you to find this one, you’d have to have a working radio to hear this message.

It took me the better part of two days to put it all together and get it to where I thought you might find it. It’s near where we used to go to get firewood. Not that far from the house, but far enough I think it’d be a pain for Junior to find, especially considering all the other cars that are in that area. And it’s—I made a point to find a car that was your favorite color, to make it easier to find and also in the hopes that…I don’t know, maybe you’ll happen to walk past where I've left it and you’ll see it and some instinct will tell you to see if it works and—

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I’m grasping at straws, I know I am. I’ve been searching all over, every single day and I don’t see any sign of you. There have been a few times where I thought I heard another car, but I have a feeling that probably belongs to Junior. I was too afraid to follow the sound and double check. Every time, I just go in the opposite direction.

There’s one other thing I’m going to try, but it’s a long shot too. But what else am I supposed to do? I can’t stop trying.

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