Aeneas scurries back to his truck and makes the luggage snug and secure in the tray. He opens the door to the cab with a kind of rough hewn politeness, and waits.
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Aeneas scurries back to his truck and makes the luggage snug and secure in the tray. He opens the door to the cab with a kind of rough hewn politeness, and waits.
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Slick, for her part, slips back into the driver's seat of the SUV. Once everyone was back in a vehicle they could get back to a safer locale. In and out, nice and easy...at least it seemed like that could be the case. She hoped their luck held up.
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"My goodness, so polite," Molly smiled with more compassion than her eyes gave away, orbs of steel grey that offered very little warmth sometimes. Her voice, however, was more maternal than her gaze ever could be. Getting into the cab with Aeneas, she nodded towards her driver, remaining silent until they were safely back on the road.
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