by Craig Johnson
...trying to remember when I'd last prayed for anything. My mind went back to the spring before last, and a time in Philadelphia when I'd sat in a hospital at my daughter's side. I'd prayed then-like a theological car salesman, I'd made deals, counterdeals, and threatened the very heavens themselves...
”I thought about how this was not how it was supposed to end, with her providing cab service for the Feds and me walking away. In a perfect cinematic world we would’ve captured the bad guys in spectacular fashion with explosions, car chases, and a parting kiss. She would’ve been played by Ava Gardne...
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