“Just ignore them, Ellie. You’ve been a spectacle before — and you didn’t care back then, so why should you care now?”
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he road snakes through lush forest here and there quaint cottages peek out enchantingly through the trees — but all I can see is the destination. I realize that I’m strangling my left thumb with my right hand. I let go and watch the blood drain back down.
“Drivers fall asleep on these back roads all the time” I blurt out to Zack.
“Ellie it’s 2 p.m. And I’ve had four coffees today. And your uh unique energy during this trip is not exactly conducive to sleep.” He glances at me for a split second. “You okay?”
“Mmm. Yes. Tooootallly fine.” I flip down the sun visor and slide open the mirror parting the bangs on my sheitel again. “I look ridiculous. I’m going to be a spectacle.”
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