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pseudo1984fer ([info]pseudo1984fer) wrote,
@ 2010-05-08 01:43:00

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“It can't look like Iwalked to the hospital like...
“It can't look like Iwalked to the hospital like thisYou
hide in the back and tell me where to goIs there something you can hide under?”
“Okay,” he said slowlyHe put the car into reverse and pulled it back into the deeper brushBut if you take us somewhere I don't tell you to go…”
Oh!Melanie was stung by his doubt, as was IHe got out, leaving the engine runningI slid across the cup holders into his
seatI heard the trunk slam
Jared climbed into the backseat, a thick plaid fake white chanel watches blanket under his arm
“Turn right at the road,” he said
The car was an automatic, but it had been a long time and I was unsure behind the wheelI
moved ahead carefully, pleased to find that I remembered how to driveThe highway was still
emptyI pulled out onto the road, my heart reacting to the open space again
“Lights,” Jared saidHis voice came from low on the bench
I searched till I found the switch, then flicked them onThey seemed horribly bright
We weren't far from Tucson–I chanel coco handbag could see a yellowish glow of color against the skyThe lights of
the city ahead
“You could drive a little faster
“I'm right at the limit,” I protested
He paused for a second“Souls don't speed?”
I laughedThe sound was only a tad hysterical“We obey all laws, traffic laws included
The lights became more than a glow–they turned into individual points of brightnessGreen
signs informed me of my exit options
I followed his instructionsHe kept his voice low, though, enclosed as we chanel sheep bag were, we could both
have shouted
It was hard to be in this unfamiliar cityTo see houses and apartments and stores with signs lit
upTo know I was surrounded, outnumberedI imagined what it must feel like for JaredHis
voice was remarkably calmBut he'd done this before, many times
Other cars were on the road nowWhen their lights washed my windshield, I cringed in terror
Don't fall apart now, WandaYou have to be strong for JamieThis won't work if you can't do
that
I concentrated replica tiffany on Jamie, and my hands were steadier on the wheel
Jared directed me through the mostly sleeping cityThe Healing facility was just a small place
It must have been a medical building once–doctors' offices, rather than an actual hospitalThe
lights were bright through most of the windows, through the glass frontI could see a woman
behind a greeting deskShe didn't look up at my headlightsI drove to the darkest corner of the
parking lot
I slid my arms through the straps of the speedy louis vuitton backpa


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