I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye for what was the nth time today before I kept my eyes back on the road. She was sticking her head out the window with the map in her hands. It's been a couple of minutes since we left my hometown and I was still really nervous about the person seating next to me. Her name is Cilla Black. That's what she told me before I started the car.
'What if she suddenly lunges at me? What if she snaps my neck? What if she makes the car crash?' I couldn't help thinking of all these even though it was quite obvious that she wasn't going to do anything to me. She was only in the car because I wanted her to come with me.
When she got into the car, Ezra's scent had made her really uncomfortable. I had winded all the windows down and moved the travelling box containing Ezra's clothes to the boot but she still sounded like she was trying to clear out a hairball stuck in her throat so she decided to stick her head out the window.
