Faith Eliza Cord
Four Thousand Club
Sheena tries to smile back at May, but her smile is also weak, her shoulders still hunched forward with some embarrassment, and she looks away. She is grateful for the distraction of Caroline's words, and as curious as May. Rhys? Had Caroline been about to say Rhys? She didn't even know the guy, did she? Hadn't she met him for all of twenty minutes? He had seemed harmless enough to Sheena, but then, he was a guy, and that was enough for her to question it.
"Yeah, what about Rhys?" she asks curiously.
Caroline immediately looks out the window, scrambling for an acceptable reply. The only thing she can think of is to lie, and her lie is obviously flimsy.
"Not Rhys, uh, Ryan. This guy I used to know...he was a jerk too. Um, so, Mr. Hood? Are we staying the night somewhere or driving the whole way through?" she asked quickly, trying to distract them.
Out the corner of her eye she notices a van, a long distance off, in the rearview mirror on her side of the car. She watches without much interest, wondering if they were heading in the same direction.
"Yeah, what about Rhys?" she asks curiously.
Caroline immediately looks out the window, scrambling for an acceptable reply. The only thing she can think of is to lie, and her lie is obviously flimsy.
"Not Rhys, uh, Ryan. This guy I used to know...he was a jerk too. Um, so, Mr. Hood? Are we staying the night somewhere or driving the whole way through?" she asked quickly, trying to distract them.
Out the corner of her eye she notices a van, a long distance off, in the rearview mirror on her side of the car. She watches without much interest, wondering if they were heading in the same direction.