“You know, damn you,” she chuckled. “You know. Now do it!”
“Yes, ma’am!” he answered before hanging up.
She waited another thirty minutes before leaving her apartment, and for the last fifteen of them she was pacing her living room, watching the hands of the wall clock creep ever so slowly. She could hear more thunder, still distant but growing closer. She hoped it would hold off just a little bit longer. She hated driving in the rain, especially at night.
When she stepped outside, she could feel a fresh breeze blowing in ahead of the storm. Off to the north and west she could see occasional flashes of lightning, high in the sky.
She drove carefully. The last thing she wanted now was any kind of accident, or getting pulled over for some traffic infraction. The roads seemed almost deser
