[content enough with that for now, carol drives, the LEU -- the clinic -- sinking fast out of sight behind them. it's gone now, he's done there, he's okay, and maybe if she keeps repeating it like that (he's okay he's okay he's okay) she can will it true, but she doubts it.
the ride is quiet from both ends, the boy stuck somewhere she can't reach him, and carol desperately wanting to reach anyway. one eye is on him the whole time, sometimes more, and it may be a dangerous way to drive for anyone else, but cheeseburger danvers has threaded a jet through a canyon-crack with heavy fire raining down on her. cars are instinct by now.
if only teenage boys came that easy to her, fluid and effortless and weightless like breathing.
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the ride is quiet from both ends, the boy stuck somewhere she can't reach him, and carol desperately wanting to reach anyway. one eye is on him the whole time, sometimes more, and it may be a dangerous way to drive for anyone else, but cheeseburger danvers has threaded a jet through a canyon-crack with heavy fire raining down on her. cars are instinct by now.
if only teenage boys came that easy to her, fluid and effortless and weightless like breathing.
through the gates, into the shopping district, pulling up outside the little café. she doesn't get out, checking first to make sure the kid is ready for this.
there'll be people inside. noise. carol will field it all for him if he needs.]