1) "Do you see Jonas's car?" Asks Cyrus, toying with a discarded pair of Asa's sunglasses. He's slouching in the passenger seat with his sleeves rolled up around his elbows. Asa scans the parking lot, drifting over the minivans and convertibles, looking for Joni's distinctive wasp yellow pickup. No luck. "Nope," he says. Cyrus purses his lips and slouches even further.
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