Elevator, the
“Time is a funny thing. As a kid, an hour seemed woven of eternity; as a businesswoman, sixty minutes flies like a bullet.Yet in the elevator, time hangs over them like a noxious cloud. How long has it been since she talked to Eddie Vaughn—two hours? On a good day the drive from central Pinellas County to downtown Tampa might take forty-five minutes; today is not a good day. But surely the weather hasn’t deteriorated so much that he won’t be able to make it.She sighs, looks at her watch again, t...hen claps her hand over the face. She’ll drive herself crazy if she fixates on the clock. Eddie Vaughn is on his way; she will believe that. He’ll arrive any minute now and he’ll save their lives.One hero on a white horse, courtesy of 1-800-SAV-A-GAL.The other women have grown quiet. Isabel fell silent after her abbreviated attempt at storytelling, and Gina closed her eyes soon after Michelle emptied her purse. The redhead wears the placid face of a woman at rest, but Michelle knows better.MoreLess
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