Part 2
For a second I froze.
Suddenly all my synapses jumped into over drive and I swear I could have won an Oscar in driving. I literally hightailed it out of that neighborhood. After driving for 30minutes I assume, I finally picked up the courage to ask "where to". I received no answer so I followed my instincts and drove towards a park in a safer neighbourhood. I parked the car and asked if it was okay to step out because I obviously didn't want to be shot. To my greatest surprise, I heard sobbing in the backseat.
I unhooked my seat belt and stepped cautiously out of the car with my hands in the air but when I turned around, no gun was pointing at me. I don't know how else to explain what I saw but I was shocked to my bone marrow. There was absolutely no one in the back seat. And to top it all, the doors were still closed. Oh my goodness. I basically deflated. I just sat on the side walk and tried to get myself together. What had just happened??
I remembered after a while that I had been on the phone with my brother. So I called him back to tell him what had just happened. I needed someone to convince me that I wasn't crazy. While the phone was ringing, I got back in my car after checking every single nook and cranny of the car. Of course I didn't find anyone. All I found was a tube of lipstick and a......
Good job @thot2word! I see we have a hard fork. 🤣
Oh my. I don't know how to sort this out. I think the post didn't load completely because if I had seen your entry, I would have started from there. I'm sorry about the oversight.
But this story has the makings of a goose bump series....those types where the choice you make takes you down a different turn. 😉
@freedomexists please is it possible for me to write another entry.... A part 3 continuing from @karencarrens part 2.
@thot2word, your version is perfect the way it is! People can now choose which path to take. 😁
Hmmm. I like to twist very cool. :)
Thanks😊😊😊