EVO
"Bella, please pick up the phone!"
With a big foot on the gas pedal, I move my car at a speed that makes me feel great. As I drive down an open road, the wind blows through my windows and messes up my hair. The engine roars with a chorus of power, its mechanical heartbeat. I followed Kaycee and Bella as they left the small restaurant and moved smoothly through the busy streets. What happened to them is still a mystery, but Kaycee's face says a lot about how much it affected her. Clearly, something significant has left a permanent mark on their memory. Bella's reaction, which had some disturbing undertones, made me feel bad. An essential thing happened, but I didn't know anything about it.
