Ellerie asked me to jump with her, not knowing how accident-prone I was. I did a wonderful job. Jan on the other hand, did much better than I.
While jumping, Carter Lake's Ding-Ding Man drove down our street. All summer you can hear the bell dings in the distance and know a child, somewhere, is enjoying a Bomb Pop.
What these children don't know is that this man who supplies them with ice cream, also supplies addicts with meth. Country.