http://slow.writerscafe.org/RobertGMoons The original writings of author Robert G Moons en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1778874143 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It was the middle of the nightas the black Lincoln came from the highway and onto the off ramp. The carcurved onto a service road that ran parallel to the eight-lane highway, headingfarther away from the city, and deeper into the country. “Nasir, you are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobertGMoons/1196613/