Sunday, December 03, 2006
Written from Blip from Tropical Screamer
"She walked as quietly as she could down the dark, rain slicked back street. The dampness of the air and crisp breeze chilled her to the bone.
She knew it was stupid for her to be walking alone in the middle of the night" but the idea of surprising her sister with her arrival from California had seemed like such a wonderful idea. The Greyhound had been late but she had caught the last city bus, ridden it to the end of the line, and begun the five-block walk. Now she pulled the scarf tighter around her head and bent into the cold Michigan wind that she had all but forgotten.
A car came from behind her, slowing as it neared her. Holding her breath, Carol kept her eyes down and her feet moving. The car accelerated and with a sigh, she looked up to note the two young male occupants. She was safe. Oh, no. The car was turning around. Again it slowed. Carol was careful to keep her head turned away. Soon the car had made another turn around and came to a crawl beside her. The passenger asked the question, "Want a ride?"
Carol tired to ignore him as he repeated the question. Suddenly she turned to the car and asked, "Tony?"
"Carol? Is that really my adventurous sister come back home?"
"She walked as quietly as she could down the dark, rain slicked back street. The dampness of the air and crisp breeze chilled her to the bone.
She knew it was stupid for her to be walking alone in the middle of the night" but the idea of surprising her sister with her arrival from California had seemed like such a wonderful idea. The Greyhound had been late but she had caught the last city bus, ridden it to the end of the line, and begun the five-block walk. Now she pulled the scarf tighter around her head and bent into the cold Michigan wind that she had all but forgotten.
A car came from behind her, slowing as it neared her. Holding her breath, Carol kept her eyes down and her feet moving. The car accelerated and with a sigh, she looked up to note the two young male occupants. She was safe. Oh, no. The car was turning around. Again it slowed. Carol was careful to keep her head turned away. Soon the car had made another turn around and came to a crawl beside her. The passenger asked the question, "Want a ride?"
Carol tired to ignore him as he repeated the question. Suddenly she turned to the car and asked, "Tony?"
"Carol? Is that really my adventurous sister come back home?"
