He's scanning the beach carefully, too, hoping for some glimpse of her...of them. Any of them. But it's just miles and miles of untouched sand.
"Ever been to Tennessee? Dolly Parton-you know her- she built a hell of a theme park, I hear. Dollywood. All the years I spent in and outta that state, can you believe I never got there? Someone told me once they've got this cinnamon bread there you gotta try once before you croak. So. I kept thinkin' about it you know. That whole time we're on the run from people tryin' to kill us. Just couldn't get it outta my mind, that cinnamon bread and the ferris wheel." He shrugs a little, with a grin on his face. "Can you blame a guy?"
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"Ever been to Tennessee? Dolly Parton-you know her- she built a hell of a theme park, I hear. Dollywood. All the years I spent in and outta that state, can you believe I never got there? Someone told me once they've got this cinnamon bread there you gotta try once before you croak. So. I kept thinkin' about it you know. That whole time we're on the run from people tryin' to kill us. Just couldn't get it outta my mind, that cinnamon bread and the ferris wheel." He shrugs a little, with a grin on his face. "Can you blame a guy?"