They’d worked non-stop for three days, now, and when they stepped back
to see their progress, they felt good.
The small truck was old, but ran reliably, and it didn’t matter how much
rust had been on it, since it was now fully insulated and armored.
“She’s ready for bear, now!” he told her, and she grinned back at him.
He winked at her and opened the passenger door for her like a fancy
chauffeur, waving her inside with aplomb.
They’d gone less than a mile when the first bear dropped onto the roof
of the truck, smashing the cab.
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