Rosie fell asleep on the ride back to her house. I was thankful she was able to get a small respite from the stress of the last few days. Her breathing was ragged from crying, and every so often she hiccupped. I would have marveled at the cuteness of it if the situation were better. I gently moved a curl that had become stuck on her tear-streaked cheek and tucked it behind her ear. She stirred slightly but relaxed back into slumber quickly.
We had picked the worst time to leave the zoo. The Connector was backed up all the way through downtown. I could feel Gregg's stress from the front seat, and mind-linked him to stay calm and the traffic wasn't his fault.
I've been checking the GPS now to see if we can take surface streets, Alpha, but it looks like they are all backed up as well. I'm s
