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"Are we going to buy or steal?" he asked

"We’ll steal the cars" Roy’s pupils grew larger "Don’t worry, I’ll show you how"

"You should have seen how he stole the Jeep Cherokee," Skarda said "It was beautiful"

"Dave," I said "You talk way too much"

"Sorry"

"Try to work on that"

"I will"

"Which reminds me--I don’t need to tell you all to keep quiet about this, do I? You’re conspiring to commit a major felony You can be arrested just for that alone Please, please don’t tell your friends Don’t tell your relatives Don’t get drunk and brag about it in a bar If you want to stay out of prison, this is a secret you take to your graves"

"Hear, hear," said the old man He seemed to have recovered nicely fro a tie-dyed T-shirt and sitting in his frayed lawn chair at the head of the picnic table An unlit joint hung froested it wasn’t his first of the day I asked the obvious question

"Are you s dope?"

"It’s medicinal marijuana," he said

Does he have cancer? lanced at Josie for confiruess not

"It’s iot a job for me?" the old man asked

"Not today"

He spread his arms wide "Still say you look like a narc"

"Keep it to yourself"