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Comfortably situated in his Jeep as well as elated to be in the comfort of his
SUV and the quality customer service from Jason and his team, Alonzo cranks the
ignition, and a moderate-tempo song from one of his favorite R&B bands radiates
from the speakers. He punches one on his smartphone, glares around, throws the
gear to drive, and hears his smartphone dialing; then gradually pulls off.
At the top of the third ring, “Hey, Beau!” a sweet voice comes through the
smartphone’s speaker.
“Hello, Sweet Bella ... On my way home.”
“Awesome … The backlight’s fixed?”
“Yes, just left the dealership.”
“Any plans for the evening, Beau?
“Yes, take you in my arms and ravish you --“
“-- Hmmm, you know how much I love that.”
Alonzo glares at his rear mirror, utters a mischievous grin, and “bad girl.”
“Yea, Daddy. You know me too well.”
“Better make a stop and get you some Geritol liquid supplement --“
“-- Hush up, Negro.” She pauses, then continues, “Guess that lousy night’s
going to hang on my neck for a long time.”
