bob jumped up and walked cautiously around thetruck with her . the air plugs had been opened on all four of their plump . balding snow tires .
bob twistted the caps back on . the tires lookewd soft but drivable . hitchcock leaped against the window ..
"well , at least he didn't gt in the car and steal our crummy radio ." nina said . there was plenty of open asphalt around them .
he seemed to gone .
"hitchcock would've had to kill him ."
nina didn't want to disturb bob any further . she said ." let's get poor hitchcock out and calm him down , then go back inside and eat . this guy;s not coming back , man , some people don't know how to take a little accident with good grace . can you believe he would foolow us just to pull a nasty trick like this ...." she took out her keys and began to stick one into the driver's side lock , but bob's hand swooped out to stop her .
"mom , wait a second . i have a bad feeling ."
the paranoid professional self kicked in immediately . she clipped her keys to her bag and stepped back ." what's the matter . bob ?"
"maybe those caps - you never know . maybe he wanted to distract us ." bob apparently found that an adequate explanation .
"from what, exactly ?"
but he had finished explaining ." just wait , okay ? step away a long way from the vihicle ." he said it playfully , but she sensed he was trying to protect her in own way .
she stepped back , frowing nervous and unhappy , black clounds lie the ones overhead clumpewd in her mind .
methodiccally , oving with the practiced ease of an experienced gulf warrior , or at least like a kid who had played quite a few video combat games in his day , bob slunk around the car examining each inch of the exterior , then shimmied under neath .
bob twistted the caps back on . the tires lookewd soft but drivable . hitchcock leaped against the window ..
"well , at least he didn't gt in the car and steal our crummy radio ." nina said . there was plenty of open asphalt around them .
he seemed to gone .
"hitchcock would've had to kill him ."
nina didn't want to disturb bob any further . she said ." let's get poor hitchcock out and calm him down , then go back inside and eat . this guy;s not coming back , man , some people don't know how to take a little accident with good grace . can you believe he would foolow us just to pull a nasty trick like this ...." she took out her keys and began to stick one into the driver's side lock , but bob's hand swooped out to stop her .
"mom , wait a second . i have a bad feeling ."
the paranoid professional self kicked in immediately . she clipped her keys to her bag and stepped back ." what's the matter . bob ?"
"maybe those caps - you never know . maybe he wanted to distract us ." bob apparently found that an adequate explanation .
"from what, exactly ?"
but he had finished explaining ." just wait , okay ? step away a long way from the vihicle ." he said it playfully , but she sensed he was trying to protect her in own way .
she stepped back , frowing nervous and unhappy , black clounds lie the ones overhead clumpewd in her mind .
methodiccally , oving with the practiced ease of an experienced gulf warrior , or at least like a kid who had played quite a few video combat games in his day , bob slunk around the car examining each inch of the exterior , then shimmied under neath .
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