Janie was going to cry. Here she was, miles from home with no gas and no money. She didn't know what she was going to do. The road she was driving on had turned from a busy highway to a dark deserted road about a half an hour ago. Her gas indicator was on "E" and she was still driving merely because there was nothing else to do. And she moaned as she realized again how hot she was. She was hot and hungry and lost and penniless and out of gas. Slowly tears welled from her green eyes and began sliding down her face.

Then she saw it, and for a moment she thought the heat had clouded her mind. It was a gas station, an old decrepit one. With those pumps that looked almost alien, they were so old. Her tears came faster because the place looked closed. No lights shone from the windows of the large cinderblock building. She started shaking, jerking as the world seemed to hitch - it was her car, finally out of even fumes to run on. She coasted into the station and the car stalled. J...

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