*Zay*
To be honest I kinda breathe a sigh of relief when she parks in front of the packhouse. “Voila.. we have arrived safe and sound ... just as I promised”.
“You ... woman ... you are insane ….”. Seriously I thought I have a tendency to drive fast and a bit reckless, but next to her I drive like an old lady. “You are supposed to keep me alive, not to find new ways to kill me”.
“Don’t be such a chicken, Muffin”. She opens the door. “I know how to handle this, the roads here are made for a bit of frisk driving”.
I open my own door, getting out. Fresh air is what I really need right now. My legs are feeling oddly shaky. “Ohh I saw that ... or it flashed by in a blur”.
“Oh you poor thing”. She walks around the car stopping in front of me, placing her hands on my shoulders. “Damn you are
