Becky getting gas.
Kasia waiting patiently while Becky gets her gas.
Becky paying for her gas. Can you see the ATM behind here? Its the only one in the entire town.
Kasia Reading Becky and I poetry. Poetry that Kasia loves because it is beautiful, but alas poetry that shouldn't be read outloud by Kasia in a car trip to Mr. Carmel.
Beckys thoughts on the subject. (This picture reminds me of a phrase from a song "sometimes your the windshied and sometimes your the bug hitting it")
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