Chapter 1
September 19, 2015
12:46 P.M.
Erik took a drink from his soda and set in the cup holder. He then drove the car away from Wendy’s and out onto the road.
“Can you please put a lid on that?” Sara asked. “I’m tired of you spilling crap in the car.”
“Why the hell do you care?” Erik asked, taking a bite of his burger. “This is my car.”
“Hey, it’s pretty much my car, too. And I want my car to look nice.”
“Screw you.”
“Screw you.”
Sara punched Erik in the arm, causing him to swerve the car a bit. Erik quickly fiddled with the steering wheel and got the car back in place.
“Hey, you almost made me hit that guy!” Erik shouted.
“Serves him right for being in the way,” Sara replied.
“Yeah, but you could’ve wrecked my car!”
“Our car.”
“Shut the hell up before I throw my soda on you.”
Sara pulled her knife out of her pocket and stuck it right in Erik’s face.
“Jesus Christ!” Erik shouted, swerving the car some more.
“You throw soda on me and you’ll freaking regret it,” Sara said bitterly.
“Get that freaking knife out of my face!”
“Put a lid on the drink.”
Erik grunted and grabbed the lid from underneath his feet. He stuck it on his cup.
“There!” he shouted. “Are you happy?!”
Sara smiled and put the knife back in her pocket.
“I love you, honeybun,” she said.
“You’re lucky I didn’t shove you out of the car,” Erik growled.
Sara leaned over and kissed Erik on the cheek. She then lay her head on his shoulder.
“And you’re lucky that you didn’t try,” Sara said. She reached into her Wendy’s bag and grabbed a few fries.
Before long, Erik was driving through the exit to Los Angeles. He and Sara both smiled.
