Chapter 4

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The next morning Sam stumbled down into the kitchen, grateful that it was Saturday and she didn't have to go to school or function properly for that matter

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The next morning Sam stumbled down into the kitchen, grateful that it was Saturday and she didn't have to go to school or function properly for that matter. As usual, her mother was puttering around the kitchen while her father drank his coffee and read the paper. Mumbling out a greeting that may or may not constitute a 'good morning' she plopped into her chair trying to work up the energy to get something to eat.

"Well good morning to you miss sleepy head." Ron grinned over at her. "Did someone stay up too late reading again?"

Before she could even process a response her mother placed a plate of toast in front of her and a glass of water. "Hey Sammy, why don't you run some errands for me today? It'll give you a chance to drive your new car." Judy urged her excitedly, knowing how much fun it was to drive a new vehicle.

"How can I when it got stolen last night?" She groaned dejectedly.

"Stolen?" Ron sat up alert. "What do you mean stolen?"

"I heard the engine rev last night and saw it pull out of the driveway. I tried to chase them but...I lost them." She finished lamely still wondering if she even believed what she saw last night.

"But honey." Judy frowned at her in confusion. "Your car's in the driveway. See." She pointed out the window and sure enough the Camaro sat right where she left it last night.

"But...I could have sworn..."

"Ah I know what this is. You're worried about your first big responsibility." Ron nodded assured in his answer. "I was the same way. I used to dream I crashed my car in the most stupid ways and had to tell my old man. Then I'd wake up and find out everything was just my imagination. But you don't have to worry Sammy-girl; nothing bad is going to happen to the car. And if something does happen, we've got insurance."

"I...uh guess."

"So those errands?" Her mother smiled brightly.

"Huh? Oh yeah, sure."

Not twenty minutes later she stood in front of her car, still unsure about the whole business of the night before. Shifting from foot to foot she tried to decide the next course of action.

"Well are you going or not?"

Turning to her mother, who carried several plants for her garden Sam nodded. "Uh yeah...but I think I'll walk. Yeah walking's good. Gives you lots of exercise." She explained as she inched past the car trying to stay as far from it as possible. "I'll uh see you later..." Once down the driveway she made a mad dash around the corner and down the street.

Judy turned to Ron in confusion. "But isn't the point of having a car to drive it?"

"Eh, give her time." He waved it off. "Probably  just worried about wrecking it. At least we know she thinks responsibly."

Judy rolled her eyes at her husband's lack of concern over the matter and turned to her self appointed chore. Neither noticed the yellow Camaro slowly leaving the driveway in pursuit of its owner.

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