Episode 50

Laura S POV.

My fingers remain curled up into my hair, my lips moving in sync to the slow jazz played through the stereo of the driver, my eyes against the window while a light drizzle of rain falls through the glass.

“We are there, mam.” The cab driver called out to my attention, and I nodded with a faint smile before standing to my feet.

“Thanks sir.” Before passing a bill to him, I responded.

“Keep the change,” I responded to him keenly with my words. Not holding the entire thing back, perhaps if I was a little more nice, something good could probably come my way.

I shrugged slowly, dragging my feet towards the entrance. I could see Helen seated comfortably on the chair placed on the porch.

“Wow. That's kind of early; what happened? Did anyone get into an accident? She asked about lighting up the end of her cigarette. I rolled my eyes, trying to hold in my pain.

“Nope, nothing of that sort; maybe worse, you know what? It doesn't even matter; I'll end up walking away on my own term