Chapter 82
- victoria
- The rain falls hard on the roof of my old car, making a noise as if it were drilling through iron. It's getting dark and I'm starting to regret going to the supermarket so early today to do the week's shopping because I just can't see much of the road in front of me.
- The glass all fogged up makes me afraid that I won't be able to see straight and end up having an accident or running over someone.