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"I been around the world. I seen a million girls. Aint one of them got, what my lady- she's got. She's stealing the spotlight. Knocks me off my-"
Sam reached forward and clicked the radio off. Dean's voice cut off mid-sentence. In the sudden silence that engulfed the car, both could clearly make out Deans annoyed sigh and Sams angry breathing.
Deans eyes darted to his little brother. "Whassa matter, sourpuss? Scared of good ole rock'n'roll?"
"No, Dean. I'm trying to read." Sam emphasized, holding up the thick volume inscribed Irish Legends & Myths.
"You read too much. Say, you ever read one of those books, Goosebumps?" A childish grin lit up Dean's face in the passing streetlamps.
"Yeah, in the third grade." Dean raised his hand and clicked off the overhead light. "Hey!" Sam complained.
"No deal, Sam. If I don't get my music, you don't get your light."
Sam's gigantic book slammed shut. "Fine!"
"Fine!" Dean retorted.
Sam rolled his eyes in the dark, and turned to look out the window at the scenery of Mississippi off I-95.