Chapter 12

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    You transfer your weight from one foot to the other, before making your decision to hitchhike.  It isn’t the safest thing you could do, but you figure that it was better than the possible alternative.  The duffel bag slips off of your shoulder onto the sidewalk, and you wave your hand toward the vehicle.  As it pulls up, you can tell it’s a dark green Riviera with hardly a scratch on it.  You smile, but then as you recognize the driver, you exhale.  Your eyes are closed and your face is off to the side, but you already know what’s coming.

    “Here you are,” Dr. Phillips states as he puts his car into park.  “Well?  Get in.”  He’s audibly agitated.  “I’m assuming you don’t need to say your adieus to your parents.”

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Continue on to chapter 3.

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