A Recorded Sound in The Valley
What is a baby anyway?
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There’s no sound in the motel; we must be the only ones left. I ask my fiancé if we can go for a walk. He nods. We leave our room before the night creeps in. As soon as we step outside, the loud noise from the highway hits us. I’m jealous of the cars that speed out of this dump.