all is calm, all is bright
Amy forced the key into the ignition. The world's icy breath blew through the air vents on high. Hurry warmth, hurry. She waved to the friends she was leaving in the parking lot. She assumed they didn't see her drive away. "And now back to 40 minutes of your favorite Christmas hits on your #1 Holiday music station.." Amy wished the road would move faster beneath her tires. Home wasn't close enough today. She didn't think she could take being in the car with herself for another half hour drive. If only she could stop herself from thinking, worrying, wondering. As her car came to a halt at the red light she rolled her neck around then glanced in the rear view mirror. Definitely going to bed early again tonight. Amy pulled in the garage and sat. Simply, sat.
1 comment:
i'm a fan of this amy character.
:)
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