“ No , no , no . I don ’ t want to hear about this shit !” Parker repeatedly hit the radio with his bare hand , causing the dial to screech and stutter passed other stations . “ I fucking swear , one more time …” He turned the dial to a clear station .
Ozzy Osborne ’ s new single “ Crazy Train ” filled the car and Parker began nodding his head to the beat . Staring at the radio , he waited . He glanced at the road then glared at the radio . He waited . The station continued playing music .
“ Ok . Ok . There ya go . That ’ s better .”
Parker continued to drive while he sipped coffee and bopped his head to the music .
When done with his coffee , he threw the cup to the cluttered passenger floor and gripped both hands on the wheel . His eyes watered as he rubbed them . He blinked several times and squinted as he drove .
Before he knew it , a highway sign streaked by him . Parker twisted his head sharply , craning to read it .
“ Shit !” He peered through the darkness – up , down , left , right – for any other signs . “ How much farther to Newburn ?”
In the distance , Parker saw a plain white billboard with lights shining all around it . A soft ball of white light emanated from the center . The ball hovered as the rest of the lights moved inward to form an aggregate bullet rosette . The light glared into the night sky , piercing the darkness . What in the – His eyes were ensnared by the light . He gazed with his mouth gaping . Why would something like that … be way out here ?
“ Repent , sinners , repent !” a commercial blared on the radio . “ For God will forgive the wicked , if only the wicked repent and ask His forgive- ”
“ Screw that !” Parker said , turning off the radio . “ I ’ d rather fuck a porcupine .”
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