Even so, twice after leaving a station I pulled off the road and checked the tank to make sure Ia#39;d screwed the top back on. Along ridges ... Beyond Columbus I saw only a single deer, its head bent backwards marking the shoulder of the road like a question mark. In Arkansas ... Black coffee doesna#39;t travel well, and at 10:58, in hopes of sweetening digestion, I ate my first fruit, a Royal Gala apple. At 1:30 I ate anbsp;...
|Author||:||Samuel F. Pickering|
|Publisher||:||University of Missouri Press - 2005|