Time Flies: A Novel by Cook Claire

Author:Cook, Claire [Cook, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Touchstone
Published: 2013-06-11T05:00:00+00:00

“What an idiot,” B.J. said. “We probably should have held our ground—I hope he doesn’t think he scared us away. At least we got his license plate number. Can you believe the way he looked running across that parking lot after us? I mean, how about try finding a gym instead of harassing hot women, buddy.”

I gripped Mustang Sally’s frayed leather steering wheel and focused on trying to breathe. I’d planned to make B.J. drive once we’d made it safely out of the parking lot and had ditched the trucker. But once I started looking for a place to pull over, suddenly the entrance to the highway was my only choice and before I knew it we were on it.

The traffic was much lighter now. All I had to do was make it to the next exit and I’d be fine. It probably wouldn’t be a bad idea to get out of the breakdown lane, too, just so I didn’t get pulled over for driving in it after seven PM.

“You do realize we’re in the breakdown lane, right?” B.J. said.

“Ha,” I said. “I guess that guy really rattled me.”

I put on my blinker. I checked for cars in the rearview mirror.

B.J. half turned in her seat. “You’re fine. Nothing’s coming.”

“Good to go,” she added a few seconds later.

As soon as I turned the wheel my mouth went dry. I pulled us into the slow lane as gradually as I could. Then I concentrated on pushing down on the accelerator.

The baby elephant sat right down on my chest and made itself at home once again. I wanted a sip of something, anything, to unstick my tongue from the roof of my mouth, but when I tried to let go of the steering wheel to reach for my water bottle, I was paralyzed.

I had to get off. I couldn’t get off.

A whistle blew behind us, long and low, like a train announcing the next stop.

“Don’t look now,” B.J. said, “but he’s ba-ack.”

I managed to shift my eyes to the rearview mirror. “Why is he flapping his tongue at us like that?”

B.J. turned the mirror in her direction. “Yuck, that one I know. Trust me, you don’t want to think about it. Although on some level I suppose he almost deserves a minuscule amount of credit for acknowledging that sex is not all about the guy.”

“Eww.”

“Right, I know. It’s not about sex. It’s about power. Ohmigod, he is right on our ass. You don’t think he’s actually trying to hit us, do you?”

My right thigh started to shake.

“Don’t slow down,” B.J. screamed.

“What should I do?” I screamed back.

“Get into the fast lane. I don’t think they allow big trucks there.”

“I don’t think they allow them to hit small cars, either.” I glanced over at the passing lane. It was only two lanes away but it seemed like another planet. A big white SUV with headlights a mile high was barreling down it, followed by a long silver sports car slung low to the ground.

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