The Buckets by Greg Cravens for December 21, 2010

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Sarah says, "Frank, let me drive you where you're going?" Frank says, "What?" Sarah says, "It's dark early, the streets are full of panicked shoppers driving crazy and hopped up on Christmas cookies. Let me drive you." Frank says, "You'll get my car keys when you pry them from my cold, dead..." Frank says, "Pharmacy and grocery store. Let's go."