Little Rock, Arkansas
Darcy sat in the passenger seat with her bare feet on the dashboard while Billy leaned against the car, pumping gas.
“Have you ever done anything like that before?” Billy said through the open window.
“What, stabbed someone?”
“Yeah.”
“No.”
“How’d you…I mean, why this time?”
“I don’t know. I don’t even remember doing it, really. I remember…
