The Marsh Madness
“I sprinted after her, out the door and into the alley next to the gallery.
“Wait, Shelby!” I screamed as I followed. “You have to speak to me. Please! You are going to get deeper into trouble! Wait for me!”
Please? Was I really pleading with a fleeing murderer?
Shelby reached the sidewalk and turned left. I hobbled after her. The heel on my left shoe snapped off. You can only run so far in stilettos, even when they do have heels. I kicked off both shoes and kept going. I found mysel...f yipping as I stumbled over small bits of gravel and debris. A charcoal Lexus SUV was idling in front of the gallery. Was that Shelby’s friend? Apparently, yes. As I limped out of the alley, still shouting, “Wait! Shelby!” she reached the vehicle. The driver reached over and wrenched the door open for her. She tumbled in. The door of the SUV slammed, and the Lexus shot forward and squealed around the corner and out of sight.MoreLess
“Wait, Shelby!” I screamed as I followed. “You have to speak to me. Please! You are going to get deeper into trouble! Wait for me!”
Please? Was I really pleading with a fleeing murderer?
Shelby reached the sidewalk and turned left. I hobbled after her. The heel on my left shoe snapped off. You can only run so far in stilettos, even when they do have heels. I kicked off both shoes and kept going. I found mysel...f yipping as I stumbled over small bits of gravel and debris. A charcoal Lexus SUV was idling in front of the gallery. Was that Shelby’s friend? Apparently, yes. As I limped out of the alley, still shouting, “Wait! Shelby!” she reached the vehicle. The driver reached over and wrenched the door open for her. She tumbled in. The door of the SUV slammed, and the Lexus shot forward and squealed around the corner and out of sight.MoreLess
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