The music from the car radio drowned out the sound from the road and the sunlight was lighting up all the dust particles in her car, making it look like they were dancing. While humming along to the song on the radio, an old disco tune from her childhood she took a turn to the left and started driving on a less trafficked road. Driving down the road she saw a scruffy looking man walking along the roadside. Smiling to herself she pulled her car over, rolled down the window and shouted in a southern drawl “Hey, you need a ride?”. The man looked at her with an almost confused look on his face before he nodded and got in the passenger seat. “I’m Andrew” he said reaching out his hand, “you?” She shook his hand and considered whether she should tell him her real …show more content…
He told her a story about when he and a friend snuck into a festival as teenagers and kept asking her about her childhood and her aunt in North carolina. She didn’t like that, it was to hard keep track of all the lies. Figuring it was time to end it, she started to drive on smaller and smaller roads. Andrew looked at her gingerly “you’re sure, ‘you’re driving the right way?” he asked with raised eyebrows. “Oh” she smiled at him “I was just looking for this diner, I found the last time I drove to my uncle”. He got a puzzled expression on his face when she said that “I thought you were visiting your aunt.” She froze up ‘crap, I messed up’ she thought before relaxing and saying “well I’m visiting both of them you silly”. Andrew seemed to accept that as an answer and settled back into his seat. Outside the shadows from the trees was growing longer, as she drove deeper into the woods. Glancing at the man beside her, she saw him drifting in and out of sleep. She kept driving until she heard snores coming from beside her. Then she stopped the car and quietly pulled down the sun visor, where she kept her stiletto
“Then she seemed to remember something and came back to look at him with wonder and curiosity. Are you happy? She said. “Am I what?” He cried (7).
She nearly slide out of her seat when the car came to a stop, she lifted her head and looked at the male. “Worn someone when you are going to break the car so damn sudden.” She shouted at him. “I could have been killed.” She rolled her eyes. She knew she really wasn’t going to die but she could get badly hurt. “Why did you stop anyways we aren’t…” She turned her head to look out the window, she cocked her head to the side. She arched her brow a little. “Now that’s something you don’t see every day.” She spoke aloud so every in the car could hear
Then she seemed to remember something and came back to look at him with wonder
She fumbled in the handbag beside her. You drive, sad the flat voice, I’ll light your cigarette. Madge felt unreasonably shaky, but she was driving fast. She couldn’t take her eyes off the road She felt one of her own cigarettes touched to her lips.
“I don’t know if anything has been happenin’ to them now.” I told her being dismissive. “Like I said, I just moved up here a couple of weeks
The two walked for a little while longer until they reached her house. Clarisse saw her aunts and uncles together chatting it up in the parlor. She then left Montag at the front of the lawn and ran up to her door. Reaching the knob, with her fingers ever so slightly grazing the metal she remembered something. With a slight twist of her hair, she turned to look at him curiously, "Are you
The car's wheels caress the highway lovingly. I forget the rumble of the cars behind for a moment, instead focusing on the insignificant touching of the wheels and ground. My sister sat at the wheel seemingly waiting for some kind of sign, waiting for me. She spoke, “Are you excited about moving back to Meetleburg?” As if, I am leaving behind all that I have worked for in the past four-teen years! I stayed silent to the dismay of my sister.
He drew back the curtains, and surveyed the moonlit parking lot in silence for half a minute, then returned his gaze to Lexi's. "It's going to be a long day, so at least one of us should try and get some rest. I'll keep
Troy and Ray snickered as she scooted into the front seat. Ray eyed the front seat before climbing into the back.
“Whatever,” she said as she looked away, pretending to be occupied by looking at something outside of the car.
He was surprised to see her car parked in the driveway to their home, since she was normally out at this time of day. There was another car there too. Maybe it was the car that belonged to the friend she had told him about. The one that would keep her
She walked on the street for five minutes until she realized that a black car was following her. She doubled her speed, but not too much so it won't look like she was trying to run. Relief flooded through her when she saw the car speed up the street. She blamed herself for being paranoid.
She snatches the wheel out of an attached circular freefall, and with a well meaning jerk to the right, her car is on the road once again. It bobs between the yellow and white lines for a several moments before she finally comes to her senses, putting those few short months of drivers training to use. As she manages to regain control of the car she begins to frantically search for Nick, calling out into the night. “Nick! NICK!” she screams repeatedly, her voice quickly becoming hoarse with each impactful cry. Her eyes scan the sides of the road, opposed to the center in her moment of madness thinking that it was possible for him to abandon her mid drive.
I escorted her to her car and watched as she drove off into the night. Roger, it was about to start all over again. The courting, the dating, the ups and downs, the figuring out of a woman who had captured my mind. A woman that I wanted to hug. A woman that I wanted to kiss. A woman that I wanted to know mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. I made my way to my car and got in starting the engine. A new journey was about to