Blaze walked the short distance to a gas station where a car was supposed to be waiting to take her to the nearest airport. When she walked up, the car wasn’t there. She looked around, and then looked down at her watch. “God, this is the last straw. All I need is to be stranded in Bugtussel, Alabama, Georgia, or wherever the hell I am.”
She opened her purse and pulled out a canister of pills. Pulling off the cap and turning it over, a couple of aspirin fell into her palm. Looking around for a water fountain, she finally saw one and walked over. Leaning her head back, she put the aspirin on the back of her tongue, leaned down, and got a drink.
“I always said, anyone who could swallow a pill at a drinking fountain deserves to get well.”
Blaze nearly gagged. She jerked herself up and turne
