Granny's Revenge revised 2 compatible mode

Facing Their Dilemma

The sun sparkles brightly from the cloudless blue skies. Birds sing happily all around them. Granny sits motionless in her seat, unsure of what she should do. She glances in the rearview mirror to find a cruiser coming up behind them. A second is idling in front of her. Heavy traffic is blocking her on the left. Her eyes fill with tears when a horrid thought comes to mind. This is the end of my killing spree.

She suddenly recalls some of the dunks they took down. We did get a few off the streets, but there are so many more.

Granny suddenly recalls a prison scene on TV. The horrid conditions weren't fit for an animal to live in, let alone a human being. She then recalls the commentary saying the population has well exceeded the limit and that this congested environment has caused an increase in violence, riots, and prison breaks. He went on to say thousands of prisoners die every day. Maybe they'll put me somewhere safe because of my age. She then recalls seeing older prisoners in with the general population. Her stomach tightens into a knot. That'll be the end of me for sure.

Hopping on the seat, Jackie looks around. "What's going on?"

Granny glances over. With tears streaming down her face, she says, "We're caught."

Jackie first sees a squad car parallel to theirs. She then sees a second cruiser blocking them in. Panic-stricken, Jackie reaches for the door. Shoving the metal barrier open, she swings her legs around. "I don't know about you, but I'm not going down without a fight."

Grabbing her arm, Granny screams, "They will gun you down."

She looks around to find a couple of beat cops coming up behind. She sees two more coming from the opposite way. She glances at her partner, nods, and says, "I doubt if I would make it to the door."

Wrapping her arm around her aching stomach, Granny rests her head against the wheel. I don't know how much more of this I can take.

"Are you alright?" Jackie questions, watching Granny's face turn a ghostly white.

Granny feels bile rise in her throat as she breaks into a cold sweat. "I'm about to get sick."

Jackie's eyes light up as she points toward the cruiser in front of them. "He's moving on."

Granny looks up to find the car driving off. The one behind them pulls around and then parks in the empty slot. "It must be a change in shifts." she laughs.

"I've never been so scared in my life."

"Me either, Granny says, watching the first cruiser fade out of sight. She looks over to find the beat cops chatting it up with the one that just pulled in. She looks back to see the traffic slowing down. "Get down on the floorboard."

"Again?"

"You don't want them to see you, do you?"

"Good point." Closing her door, Jackie scrunches to the floor.

Seeing a delivery truck about to pass, Granny pulls out behind it and then slides to the far left lane. "That's the way, buddy, shield me from those nasty old cops." She smiles, keeping her speed even with the trucks.

"Is it over?" Jackie nervously asks, shifting around.

"We're almost there."

"Please hurry." Jackie repositions herself trying to relieve the cramps in her legs. "Oh, damn it."

Granny sees Jackie wiggling around on the floorboard. "What's wrong?"

"I've got to pee."