Chapter Thirty Five: The Worrywart

Celine Chills radiated through my body as I sat in the car. My knuckles were ash white from gripping the steering wheel so hard. I had been scared out of my mind. It had been a miracle I had hit the brakes on time. Or else, goodness! I shook my head, not wanting to think about it. I had been driving at top speed, for crying out loud! Who stops a car in the middle of the road without the hazard lights on? The driver of the car got down and approached mine. There was an apologetic look on his face. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." He offered bows and waved in apology. He couldn't see me through the tinted glass of my car. I had a lot to say to him. I wanted to hiss at him for how he had nearly caused an accident with his mindlessness. He should have turned on his hazard lights when his car had broken down in the middle of the highway. But what if his actions had been deliberate? I had been distrustful of every human since Aicher happened, and I wasn't willing to take