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steve t on 25 Jul 08Midnight Crossing Railroad short fiction by Chuck Brite, ã2005 Rummm. Rummm. Rummm. Billy Thompson gunned the car's engine impatiently as he waited for his friends to come out of the convenience store. It didn't help. Then he leaned on the horn a couple of times, but that didn't help either. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, they came outside, their arms full of snacks.