The cold drizzle must have been getting to her. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe slowly. The seconds ticked by as passengers slowly ambled off the bus and walked off into the rain. Opening her eyes, she prayed that the bus driver was just an ordinary bus driver. Why was she so fearful …
As he stepped towards her with the syringe, she opened her mouth and said, “Inject yourself first…. Why don’t you.” The words trembled from her mouth as she mustered the courage to say them. This is the stuff of nightmares she thought as he continued to step towards her. “Certainly, I enjoy a good hangover …
As Jennifer stood in the bathroom looking at the man in whose house she found herself. She quickly looked down at the sink and gripping it my the sides asked the very honest question. “What happened last night?” She said with a bit of timidity. She was fearful not only of the situation but also …
Eeeeeeennn…. Eeeeeeeeennn…. Eeeeeeeeeennn… The alarm buzzed again and again. Its sound felt like an oppressive echo in the room. With a quick slash of her slender arm, Jennifer silenced it and pressed her face deeper into her pillow. She had not slept much that night. Paralyzed with thoughts of failure, unable to live up to …
