I went back to the Tesla and drove away before they could argue with me. I was in my bed by the time the sun rose, still wearing my muddy Kenneth Coles. For the first time in weeks I slept soundly. Who knows what I dreamed of?
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I RETURNED TO the mall the next night in an old cargo van I’d bought years ago for shoots. I’d added a couple of bench seats and a card table in the back, all bolted to the floor. I normally left it in the parking lot of a Walmart near my condo, so I was really just moving it from one mall to another.
A couple of the models, Portland and Winter, sat in the back. The third model, Titania, sat in the passenger seat with her feet on the dash. Those weren’t their real names, of course. Those were their model names. No one is really named Titania or Portland or W
