Trip to Greensboro
This is post 30 of Section II. To begin at the beginning, go here. Section II begins here
“I need to get to Ohio,” Chloe said, unhesitatingly. “I’ve got to leave Liz with my parents outside Endersburg—until I get this whole thing settled.”
Jeff was silent. Then he said, deliberately, “I tell you what. Tomorrow our youth group’s goin’ up to D. C. for a life rally. I wasn’t gonna go, ’cause of work, but what the hay, right? I’ll take you up in my truck; we’ll stop off and pick up little Elizabeth, and then when we get to D. C. I can put you guys on a plane to Endersburg. How’s that sound?”
Chloe knew she had not tied the cords that tightly—Gregory had already been working his way free as she left—but he seemed not to have communicated any version of the preceding night’s adventures to his mother. She was mildly surprised when Chloe found her and Lizzy at the upscale end of the mall, but accepted Chloe’s explanation
—that she was going to help with the wedding early and getting a ride with a student because the SUV was in the shop—without question. So after the well-meaning woman forced a tube of lipstick on her because she looked “peakèd,” Chloe picked up Lizzy’s things at the house and buckled the child into the booster seat she had placed in the truck. Jeff cranked up Jars of Clay on the stereo, and away they went.
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“I need to get to Ohio,” Chloe said, unhesitatingly. “I’ve got to leave Liz with my parents outside Endersburg—until I get this whole thing settled.”
Jeff was silent. Then he said, deliberately, “I tell you what. Tomorrow our youth group’s goin’ up to D. C. for a life rally. I wasn’t gonna go, ’cause of work, but what the hay, right? I’ll take you up in my truck; we’ll stop off and pick up little Elizabeth, and then when we get to D. C. I can put you guys on a plane to Endersburg. How’s that sound?”
Chloe knew she had not tied the cords that tightly—Gregory had already been working his way free as she left—but he seemed not to have communicated any version of the preceding night’s adventures to his mother. She was mildly surprised when Chloe found her and Lizzy at the upscale end of the mall, but accepted Chloe’s explanation
—that she was going to help with the wedding early and getting a ride with a student because the SUV was in the shop—without question. So after the well-meaning woman forced a tube of lipstick on her because she looked “peakèd,” Chloe picked up Lizzy’s things at the house and buckled the child into the booster seat she had placed in the truck. Jeff cranked up Jars of Clay on the stereo, and away they went.
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posted by Hobbes at 5:02 AM
3 Comments:
okay, woof.
awaiting the trip to Ohio and all the follows.
Lulu: I'm sure I don't know who your refering to, but I was born in Florida, and the only Professer I ever knew was Dr. Weirsdo!!!!!
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