During the long drive, Cheryl glances around the small, compact vehicle. There is
slight unpleasant musky scent in the car, and it looks as if the thing hasn't been cleaned
in about a few years.
"Admiring the inside of my car?" says Ted with a grin.
"Not really." Cheryl replies.
"Oh, I'm sure you will ... soon." grins Ted, mischevously.
Before Cheryl can properly put any thought to Ted's mysterious words, she begins to
feel a little drowsy. Before long, Cheryl stifles a yawn, and her eyes begin to get tired.
"How long before we reach the gas station?" asks Cheryl.
"Oh, I'd say about another ten or so minutes. You can go ahead and take a bit of a nap, if you want. I'll wake you when we get there."
Just then, Cheryl thought she noticed a gleam in Ted's eyes. |