It was another typical dustbowl kind of day for Candy, and she decided to blow off steam via her usual take on drinking and driving, which had made her locally famous and pregnant twice before the end of ninth grade.
Then, through the mist, he emerged like a dream. Their paths crossed, like two un-driven ships in the night, and that would have been the end of it, except that Tad was so mesmerized, he got back in his car and followed Candy to her favorite juke joint.
And here are Tad and Candy today, still just a couple of hard-asses out having fun. When I told them they should have been more careful on the fateful day they met, this was their instantaneous reaction.
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