Chapter Twenty-Eight: New York.

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The hunt is almost over.

I was so happy!

I would have to fear for my Life!

Ryan and I could get married and be happy!!

I was so excited.

Ryan's face lit up after reading it.

Wait.

There isn't a subway in London.

I flip it over.

"Oh and its in New York, in North America."

"New York!!??"

"What?"

Ryan asked confused.

"We have to go to New York."

"That's awesome!!!"

I understood why he thought that was awesome but I didn't feel the same.

It was part of the hunt so I wasn't impressed.

"We can get on one if those car boats and make it there in..."

He glanced at his watch.

"Two days."

That was just enough time.

"Oh and it's your turn to drive!"

He said smiling as he ran to the passenger side door.

My turn to drive would be awesome!

I have my drivers permit.

I couldn't afford to own a car.

So I never really got my license.

I hopped into the car and sped down the road.

"Have you ever driven a car?"

"Twice in a field!"

He laughed but held onto the dashboard for his life.

Overall in my one hour of driving that day, because Ryan told me I could no longer drive, I only ran over three ground hogs and one cat.

I was impressed.

I hit two doe the two times I was driving in the field.

I leaned back in the passenger seat and tried to sleep.

It would take a few hours to get to the dock.

I glanced at the clock waiting for the clock to turn from 8:47 to 8:48.

It was boring watching the clock but it was the only entertainment I could find.

I heard Ryan say that he loved me and I fell asleep.

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