" Pennsylvania! " he scoffed. " I wish I knew what that charge was! Vag, probably; take all my money and charge me vag. Those guys have it so damn easy. They’ll out and shoot you if you complain, too. " There was nothing to do but get happy with ourselves again and forget about it.
When we got through Richmond we began forgetting about it, and soon everything was okay.
Now we had fifteen dollars to go all the way. We’d have to pick up hitchhikers and bum quarters off them for gas. In the Virginia wilderness suddenly we saw a man walking on the road. Dean zoomed to a stop. I looked back and said he was only a bum and probably didn’t have a cent.
" We’ll just pick him up for kicks! " Dean laughed. The man was a ragged, bespectacled mad type, walking along reading a paperbacked muddy bo
