Rick Wilson

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Rick Wilson @TheRickWilson

6/ The next morning, with the kids off to school, she drives her perfectly restored 1956 Ford pickup -- she sold that Suburban the moment they hit the Kansas border -- to the diner and notices a that a few cars behind her the same Kia Soul has been following her for a bit. — PolitiTweet.org

Posted July 16, 2019 Hibernated

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5/ "What...man?" she stammers. Mrs. Bracewaite says, "Oh, dark haired fella. Real big shoulders, like a weightlifter or a dockhand." She feels the burden lift. A man with muscles looking for her? It couldn't be...him. — PolitiTweet.org

Posted July 16, 2019 Hibernated

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7/ Her hackles rise, and after leaving Manhattan and the world where her prior level of spa treatments was common, it's hard to keep one's hackles maintained. Still, the postmistress said mentioned muscles, so it couldn't be...could it? The Kia Soul was a giveaway. — PolitiTweet.org

Posted July 16, 2019 Hibernated