“Sweet breeze,” Tyler said as he backed his Jeep out of the driveway. He looked to the passenger seat when no one answered. He cringed as he realized no one would answer. Jessica was no longer sitting in the passenger seat ready for another adventure.
I watched Tyler’s Jeep drive slowly away and wondered when he would ever get over the fact Jessica was no longer around and would no longer be riding with him. He always tried to shake it off like nothing serious had happened and he wasn’t bothered by the fact she left, but I know he has never be rejected like this before.
I, on the other hand, know exactly what happened and had helped Jessica escape. She had been caught up with Tyler and his sense of adventure before she had ever met his family. His family who did not approve of anyone who had not attended Yale or Harvard and Jessica had barely passed her classes. With the family pressure mounting, I had helped her try to disappear, but something had gone wrong. She was obviously on something before she came over and I thought it was something she had taken to help calm her nerves. What I didn’t realize was how much or what she had taken. When she passed out in the car on our way out of town, I didn’t worry about it. Until I realized she wasn’t breathing. And that her coffee cup matched the ones at her mother-in-law’s house.
Standing Room Only 