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103: Antagonized
“It’s beautiful country up here, Mr. James,” Tank said.
Andrew’s eyes focused from his blank stare and flicked to meet Tank’s briefly in the rearview mirror. “So it is.”
“You seem a little distracted. Is everything alright, sir?”
He glanced out the windows, watching the scenery blur by. “I’m fine. A lot of memories on this route.”
Not least of which were of Charlotte, since he was on the Taconic State Parkway, headed north of the city to go speak to his mother.
Originally, the road had been designated as the Bronx Parkway Extension, and he could still remember when the route had been approved by the state legislature in 1923. There’d been a great deal of discussion at the dinner table in the James family household over the parkway’s approval.
A great many fights over it too.
In combination with the completed section of the Bronx River Parkway, the Taconic was to provide motorists both a scenic and rapid route from the city to t
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