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I gasp "Who got you?"

"John freaking McClaren!" She snatches the Popsicle out of Lucas’s hands and finishes it in a gulp

"Rude," Lucas says

"Tell us everything," I urge

"John tailed as and he jumped out of the car as soon asas?" Lucas asks He knows all about the game, which will hopefully co as how he lives in her neighborhood

"He siphoned gas out of my tank!"

"Whoa," I breathe It war it so seriously I’d worried people wouldn’t, but it seems like they are I wonder what John’s wish is? It o to all this trouble

"That’s legit," Lucas says with a nod

"I almost can’t be mad because it’s so hard-core" She blows her hair out of her face "I’rand to wish for? A car?"

"That car holds a lot of sentirandma used to take me to the beauty parlor with her in it on Sunday afternoons By all rights it should be ainst me!"

"What kind of car is it?" Lucas asks

"It’s an old Jaguar"

"What color?" he wants to know

"Black"

If I didn’t know Chris better, I would think that was a tear for in her eye I put my arm around her "Want me to buy you another Popsicle?"