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Submitted to Contest #293
Red peered out the driver’s side window. The cool mountain air brushed his cheek and fluttered his hair. He extended his arm out the window, slowly turned his hand, and rode the cool mountain air. It lifted his hand but lifted his spirit higher.The radio played Red’s favorite song—the familiar strum of the guitar, the unmistakable folksy twang of Robert Earl Keen’s voice. He sang along with a kind of righteous hubris that only one’s favorite song can summon. His fingers, earnestly drumming on the steering wheel, worked in rhythmic harmony wi...
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