The Diner on Route 30
I. The rain came down on Route 30 like it had something to prove. Ray Kowalski stood behind the counter of the diner, watching the highway through a streaked window. Cars passed every few minutes, headlights cutting through the Pennsylvania dark, drivers heading somewhere that was not here. Nobody stopped. Nobody ever stopped at this diner unless they were lost or running from something....
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