Mandy clearly knew something out of the ordinary was happening. Instead of curling up in the back seat of the king cab truck to sleep, she stayed in the passenger seat, watching the dark highway slide by as Garrett drove through the night. When she finally lay down, he could tell she wasn’t sleeping soundly, just napping a bit.
“You need to get your rest, girl. We’re going to be working hard tomorrow and likely for several days afterwards.”
She made a little sound, kind of between a whimper and a faint growl—one of her efforts to talk back to him. Maybe she didn’t understand everything he said, but it was easy to believe she did.
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