"Hi" He said not understanding why the detective still looked at him expectantly. When he realized she didn't actually knew where he lived, he quickly told her his address. He also gave her the opportunity to drop him off wherever she wanted, not knowing how much of a detour the detective would have to make to take him to his place. "It's ok" She said, thinking that it was probably going to be a fast trip because It wasn't too far by car. She started driving, thinking about the best route to arrive as fast as they could to his place. She was well aware of the fact that this was the first time they were together without one of them being order to do so by the captain. It was weird, for sure. An uncomfortable silence filled the car and to …show more content…
"Hey. It's 0.99 cents well spent" Castle defended. "Whatever. I'm choosing the way I think it's best." "Come on, look. It even paints the streets by color. Green is for light traffic, yellow for medium, and red-" He talked as if explaining something to his 4 year-old. "I get it." She interrupted harshly before she was overthrown with the need of slamming his head to the dashboard. Repeatedly. "All I'm saying is that it could help us choose the best street." Castle tried to reason with her. "I'm not trusting that app." "Are you always this distrustful?" "Yes" She answered plainly. "It's a live traffic report." he marked each word "It's practically flawless. Or you'd rather take the other street and end up in a jam with me?" He asked innocently. "Ok, fine. What does the app recommend?" She caved in. "Ha! Just like I said. Broadway its clear of traffic. Taking Bowery would only take longer because it diverts us from my place" He said smugly. "Fine" She hated that he was right, or at least that he thought he was right. Beckett went right and drove a couple of blocks trough 14th street . Then, turn left, this time turning on Broadway street. When they turned, they noticed that the traffic wasn't light... not even medium. Beckett's comparison to hell wasn't that far from the truth. Car horns blaring, all the cars piled on uneven lines, all trying to be as close as possible to the next
“Yeah exactly like that.” I respond, ignoring the obvious sarcasm. After that we all decided to be content with car games for the trip.
She groaned in anger, only being able to tell him yet again to 'Come on' or ” On ya va!”
“Wait! How did you know what I was thinking!?!” -- colored her tone. ‘Could he be a mind reader?’ Nervously wringing her hands as she inched away.
"Keep driving and ignore what's going on." Jack commanded. The bus driver did as he said. Jack turned back to the blonde girl. "You are a slut. Get down on your knees and beg me to fuck your face."
Christine put her hands up in surrender. “Alright, I'm sorry. Rough morning. I get it.”
I hate driving. I have some trepidation about using that word but hate is due where it’s due. And I hate driving. It might have something to do with the fact that no matter how good a driver I am, my safety is still in the hands of some over-confident twenty-something who is texting, eating, and driving simultaneously. Or maybe it’s the environmentally driven guilt I have while pumping gas. Either way, I just really don’t like driving. But, it was driving that made me realize I felt like an ant. I was in the left turn lane on my way home from a hot afternoon of summer band. The little green traffic arrow lit up and, much like ants following the instruction of a pheromone, we swung our metallic bodies in the instructed direction of travel and
Gender expectations limited personal choice to a great extent during the Elizabethan Era. The Elizabethan Era was the period in which Elizabeth I ruled England from 1558-1603. There was a strong view on women should be the property of men and must obey them. William Shakespeare influenced this time period massively and incorporated the different gender roles and expectations into his plays. Personal is defined as something concerning one's private life, relationships, and emotions rather than one's career or public life. Choice is defined as an act of choosing between two or more possibilities. Therefore personal choice can be seen as how someone chooses to life their personal life; whether that be the relationships formed or
Along for the Ride by Sarah Dessen focuses on a freshly graduated high school student named Auden West. She is very driven academically and has been all her life. She feels that succeeding in school is the only way to get her college professor mother and her accomplished author father to give her some attention. Auden has been forced to act like an adult all her life. She had to grow up really fast, and therefore she missed out on a lot of the typical childhood activities.
The Ride is the story of the heinous and gruesome murder of ten year old, Jeffrey Curley, a case that is familiar to many in the Massachusetts area. The book works its way from the grisly crime to the years afterward. It focuses on the family of Jeffrey, heavily weighted on the life of Cambridge Firefighter Bob Curley, Jeffrey’s father. Charles Jaynes and Salvatore Sicari, both from Jeffrey’s neighborhood were convicted of the murder. Within this essay I will demonstrate from The Ride the relationship between reporting and suffering that may have been brought on for the crime victims of this case, the relationship between the victim profiles and the victim family profiles, the role in which the family may have played in the
“To a mystery movie and then a mansion with a bunch of people we don't know,” she replied.
“Okay. Okay. I'm about ten minutes from home. I'm on the way there now. Have you talked to Lester?”
During my ride along with Officer McNairy of the Castle Rock Police department we had two cases of harassment, one welfare case, and one traffic violation that we worked on. Both harassment cases were easy enough, as was the traffic violation which we let go with just a warning. Welfare cases don’t normally go to police officers to manage, but on the day of my ride along one was. I had a very good time during my ride along and will probably do more in the future.
I got my dog almost one year ago. We got him on november second 2014. Me and my sister had begged our parents to get us a dog but they kept saying no. THe day that we ended up getting him my parents just said that we were going camping. They said we were going camping in a cabin a few miles from Bend Oregon.
The automobile has had a tremendous impact on society and the environment since its development in the beginning of the 20th century. Today, there are over 500 million motor vehicles on the earth. The automobile's efficiency, style, and performance have changed over the years, but there is one thing that has not - the pollution the automobile generates. Because of the pollution, people find themselves asking whether this technology has helped our society or hurt it. Should the consequences of the automobile be cause to eliminate it? Or should science develop technology to eliminate the pollution caused by the car?
Since I was a child, I have always dreamed I could have a car which belongs to me. I still remembered when I was four years old, my parents gave me a remote control car as my birthday gift. After that day I started to fall in love with cars.