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Zacky Thrall
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At first Al could only stare at the nun, eyes wide in disbelief. A smile stretched across his face and he laughed.
"Damn sister! You know what, you're alright. Maybe I will keep you around just for fun...or until I get bored." Al walked up to her and handed her the tire iron. "Here, if you're coming with me you'll need to carry your own weight," Al's eyes narrowed looked straight into hers, "Where I'm going there's no peace or salvation, can you live with that? By the way what do I call you anyways?"
"Damn sister! You know what, you're alright. Maybe I will keep you around just for fun...or until I get bored." Al walked up to her and handed her the tire iron. "Here, if you're coming with me you'll need to carry your own weight," Al's eyes narrowed looked straight into hers, "Where I'm going there's no peace or salvation, can you live with that? By the way what do I call you anyways?"