No. 16, “Plenty.” A pale green microbus, parked close, rust about the windshield and the seams, and the front of it sloppily painted over with some pale blue sealant that's dripped about the grille and headlights. Inside, the dashboard’s covered over with vegetables, some onions, potatoes, beets, rutabaga, perhaps a parsnip, and a couple of ears of corn. A spring of what is perhaps dried grass, wrapped about with strings of red and silver and blue beads, has been tied to the rear-view mirror.
Coming up on the end of the 16th novelette, "Plenty": in which donuts are laid out, blades are engaged, a date is made, a confrontation's forced, and three fit in a bed.
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