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"
The
only
part
of
the
story
I
can
never
figure
out
until
the
end
,
"
the
officer
said
,
finding
the
right
page
in
his
citation
book
,
"
is
the
driver
’
s
-
license
number
of
the
offending
motorist
/
storyteller
and
his
registration
informationSo
be
a
nice
guy
.
Let
me
peek
.
"
Hallorann
looked
into
the
cop
’
s
calm
blue
eyes
,
debated
telling
his
my
-
son
-
isin
-
critical
-
condition
story
anyway
,
and
decided
that
would
make
things
worse
.
This
Smokey
was
no
Queems
.
He
dug
out
his
wallet
.
"
Wonderful
,
"
the
cop
said
.
"
Would
you
take
them
out
for
me
,
please
?
I
just
have
to
see
how
it
’
s
all
going
to
come
out
in
the
end
.
"
Silently
,
Hallorann
took
out
his
driver
’
s
license
and
his
Florida
registration
and
gave
them
to
the
traffic
cop
"
That
’
s
very
good
.
That
’
s
so
good
you
win
a
present
.
"
"
What
?
"
Hallorann
asked
hopefully
.
"
When
I
finish
writing
down
these
numbers
,
I
’
m
going
to
let
you
blow
up
a
little
balloon
for
me
.
"
"
Oh
,
Jeeeesus
!
"
Hallorann
moaned
.
"
Officer
,
my
flight
-
"
"
Shhhh
,
"
the
traffic
cop
said
.
"
Don
’
t
be
naughty
.
"
Hallorann
closed
his
eyes
.
