Chapter 8“You do realize, it's 115 degrees out there and when I turn off the engine that will be the end of our air-conditioned comfort?”
Penny yawned. “Yes dear. I'm starting to think that we can't get through this friggin' desert without something bizarre happening. As a responsible adult, aren't you supposed to buy gas before you move your wife all the way out of California, to Vegas?” It was scorching hot outside and she knew walking wouldn't get them very far. The irony, she thought. Less than ten minutes ago, he had called her superwoman and a goddess. “I'm thinking you want me to snap my fingers and magically realign the entire universe or something?”
“Well what the heck? I filled the tank. Unless we have a leak, or the heat is making it evaporate. We're getting very bad gas milea
