Chapter Five
THE WEEKEND SCREECHED to a halt and Aimee dreaded it. At least, she was able to go into work late, and hopefully, she’d be getting her car fixed. That’s it, Aimee girl, keep looking for that silver lining. She was tired of sputtering around town, balancing the gas and brake pedals just to keep herself moving. She feared being stranded on the side of some highway being honked at by those who didn’t want to stop to help her out, unless of course, she was willing to help them out in the backseat in exchange. She just wanted to get from point A to point B without the hassle. It wasn’t really too much to ask, was it? Apparently, the Universe thought so.
If she hated Mondays, Karla hated them more. It probably didn’t help that she usually stayed out drinking all night and was hung
