Re: Bon Temps
"You can help us out by not staring at my boyfriend, sir." Johnny's face slipped into one of shame and sadness tinged with a touch of heartache and indignance. She gently lay a hand on Roger's....arm and furrowed her brow.
"We was in a real bad accident. Burned him somethin' fierce. Messed up my hands." She offered her gloved hands." My cousin Lindsey and I are going with him to this residential facility in Baton Rouge, but Roger here read somethin' about the architecture of the old Bon Temps cemetery and just had to see it before goin in. I'm thinkin' we're lost though because all we're finding is people more interesting in kissin' each other than giving directions. Now, y'all are friendly but we just would like our directions, sir. Can you help?"
Johnny was glad she'd read all the tourist shit in the car. She was also glad that she was pretty much a born con artist.
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