IRON MIKE'S SMOKE BREAK

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Chesterfields were ready. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. barking at a squirrel rolled on down the road Tyson E-Cigs: Vict