Tag: 1959 Continental Mark IV Convertible

Whiskey picked up Mason a block away from Kristen’s house in the old Ford pick-up truck.  Mason opened up the tailgate so Sutton could jump in the back.  “You been waiting long?” Mason asked his friend behind the wheel. “Just long enough.  How’d it go?” “Forty years of things to say and forty minutes to say ‘em.  ‘Bout as…