Chapter 28 : The Price of Perfection

David's POV "You see his car at the Morningstar Motel? License plate—" "BP 8953." I lowered my binoculars, fiddling with the emergency walkie my dad gave me. "Yeah, I see it, Mr. Jeffries. What's he here for?" "Checkin' on Earl." There was the distinct groan of old leather cracking under Deputy Jeffries' weight. "He's been having a…crisis of faith what with the highway getting diverted away from his motel. Same issues as everyone else in Lonton. Dustland just being Dustland." "Yeah." I pulled my car into park, a bit away from Dad so I wouldn't spook him. "Thanks for the help, by the way." "Of course, David. Any time! By the way, I saw the news report for the exclusive your mom did. Pretty classy dinner she pulled off. Meredith is driving herself mad trying to get our little hovel spruced up enough not to bring us shame." He laughed, and I heard his rubber stamper press down on more official documents. Dad wasn't detailed enough for them, and Jeffries had an ap