Just then the motorhome door opened and a middle aged woman came out looking disheveled. "What the fuck!" she said quietly to no one in particular, and she walked slowly toward her car in the front parking lot. She looked like she had been rode hard and put away wet, and I don't think she even noticed us. My heart started racing again, and Donna took my hand and squeezed it.
"I'm suddenly very ready for this," she said. "You'll get me outta there if I don't like it, right?"
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