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“We should order pizza.”

We were in Montana on the side of I-90. Waiting for a tow truck. In the snow.

“I don’t think they deliver pizza to the side of interstate,” I said.

“We won’t know until we call,” my sister said.

To my sister Melissa, everything was an adventure. Car breaks down? Opportunity to see if we can get pizza delivered roadside. While I watched from the car, my sister hopped a fence and met the pizza guy in a random field. …

Sarah Walt Weaver

Webcomic author writing about the 3 D’s: Death, Depression, and Diarrhea. Find me at

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