Crater

There’s a gas station just before the first bridge into town where you might hang around for a while if you get tired of walking.
     “Hey, Krebbs!” came the call from an old Buick as it pulled up to the pumps. “How old are you, really?”
     “I never get carded, if that’s what you’re asking.”
     “That’s exactly what I need,” said Corvus. “What I have is a trunkful of empties I've got to turn into fullsies. Think you can drive them into town with me?”
     “I got something to do,” said Krebbs. “ But I could use the lift.”