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Moving On

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Moving On

Chapter 1

“ A ND yes, I do want fries and cola with that.”

The teenager in front of Luke turned back to his friends and

grinned as if he had just quoted Shakespeare. Luke forced his features

into a humoring smile instead of squeezing the contents of the ketchup

dispenser over his head and turned to get the order. “Tonight I am

going to get laid. Everything else is just so much bullshit,” he repeated

in his head for the twentieth time that evening. He couldn’t look at his

watch again yethe’d challenged himself not to check the time until he

served ten more customers and he was only up to six. These little

games got him through the shift. And the shift would get him the

money to hit a club and get laid. Luke turned his empty smile back on

and greeted the next customer.

At 11:00 p.m., finally, it was over. He grabbed his stuff from his

locker and ran to the bus stop. If he got out right on time and the bus

was running just a little late, he could catch it. Otherwise, it would be

another twenty minutes before he’d be heading home to wash the fast-

food smell away, change, and hit a club. Tonight, he was lucky. As

Luke sat looking out the window of the bus, he again went through the

arguments for and against getting a car. Against: he could only afford

something that would probably end up spending more time with a

mechanic than with him, and parking in the city was a bitch. For: he

would have a car, dammit!

He’d been in England long enough now to get his head around the

whole “driving on the wrong side of the road” thing, and he even

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