Chapter SixOn the Road to Sea Scope
Carolyn insisted on driving the rest of the way before we stopped for the night. She said she was concerned about how pale I looked and didn't mind taking over the wheel.
“I hope you're not coming down with something, Sarah,” she said when we got back in my car, and I handed her the keys.
“I'm fine, really. I can drive when you're tired.” I wasn't too sure of my words. Although the nausea had subsided, I was still in shock over the weird message I'd received on my phone. It lay closed in my purse. I wasn't even bothering to plug it into the car charger.
We made better time with Carolyn at the wheel, but she adjusted her speed in consideration of my stomach and to help us avoid a ticket or accident.
“I really don't mind driving long distances,” she s
