10
Eight years before the Community
Sara sat crammed into the very back seat of Eric’s new Range Rover with Beatrice and another girl—Ella was her name, maybe? They’d just met that evening. Eric’s latest girlfriend. She figured she didn’t need to spend much time getting to know her since anyone Eric dated wouldn’t last long.
Eric had the music cranked loud, playing some awful Top 40 song that seemed incongruously poppy compared to the concert they were headed into the city to see.
There was no use trying to make conversation, but Bea tried anyway. “Are you excited?” she whisper-shouted.
“Excited to get out of this car!”
Bea laughed and, as if to punctuate their comments, Eric swung wildly across several lanes, throwing them against each other. Sara felt a little ill.
She craned her
