The engine purred like a predator beneath her hands.
Elaine leaned back against the soft leather interior of the luxury sports car, oversized sunglasses hiding the gleam in her eyes. For years, she had always driven the silver compact sedan recommended by her attendant’s. It was her symbol as a modest, responsible Luna.
Today, she didn’t want to be Luna. Or maybe, for the first time, she wanted to be one on her own terms.
Elaine stopped at the curb outside Harriet’s house and honked the horn twice. Harriet rushed out, and she immediately started laughing in disbelief and amazement.
“You’re driving this?”
Elaine smiled, her lips painted a rich berry red. “I’m still Luna. Why shouldn’t I?”
Harriet squealed in delight and jumped into the car. The engine roared as E
