Chapter 11 As told by Parker

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After answering Eva I let my mind dissolve right back into it's normally overwhelming thoughts. I would consider myself an over thinker, but I don't know how much other people think, so I could just be an 'average thinker'. At the beginning of the trip my brain was crowded with different scenarios of things that could happen later on, or what our hotel would look like when we stopped for the night. But at this point all I could think about was the sweat building up between my palms and the steering wheel.

"Eva, you can drive right?"

The passenger seat was warm from hours of being sat in by my curly-haired best friend.

I opened the front mirror thing and pulled my hair up to the top of my head and twisted it through my elastic, so my slightly damaged from being straightened everyday hair was in a messy ponytail.

Luckily for Eva she didn't need to suffer through driving for very long, as the digital clock at the front of the car had just turned to 9:27 pm, and the summer sun finally decided to rest behind the hills.

Despite my longing to get as far away from home as quickly as possible, I suggested we stop at the small hotel lodged at the side of the Lonely suburban road, incase we didn't see one for a few more miles.

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