488

Church is kind of empty these days and no one seems to mind.

487

Everybody sounds the same.
Everybody sounds like you.

486

She preferred corn fields over coastlines.

485

And I'm getting a headache from not using my brain.

484

The car's roof had large, uneven spots--a paint job gone wrong. The windows were dingy and dusty and the brown paint was faded, speckled, even rusted in spots. A pair of black and white dice hung on the review mirror. Decals of playing cards, the Queen of Hearts and the Ace of Spades, were on the passenger-side door. She could see a black top hat on the back seat, along with a stuffed duffle bag.

She walked around the back of the car and smiled at the license plate: MGCMAN

This was the magician's car, and she was surprised he parked it this far away from the building, out in the open. She glanced around the parking lot, but he must have still been in the store.

So she leaned against the trunk and waited for him.