The officer turned and walked away, slowly shaking his head.
Jeanie forced herself to crank the window back up, and with eyes glazed over she pulled back onto the highway. She tried to realize what she had just said. That sob story had been building up inside of her for days. But what was that last part?
Her eyes glanced up to the mirror and down to the speedometer. Pregnant. She hadn’t thought of that before. A deep dread filled her as she thought about it. Of all the things, that was the last thing she needed. But what if?
Her eyes drifted off at the thought and she started counting days. But the count got too high and she pulled off the highway in search of something to drink, something to distract.