Rampike
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It was unlikely to be open now, so she knew she would have to make a pass at the police station first. This was the part she didn’t want to have to go through. To be the person to try to tell the world what had happened up there would be very tough and draining on her.
The handbrake creaked loudly as Sally stopped outside the station. An officer on duty looked out lazily through the glass door most likely hoping this was not something he was going to have to deal with. Sally looked back and was sure he wouldn’t be able to make out her face from this distance. She looked at Susan and then back to the station.
Was there really any point in going in there? What would they do except ask hundreds of questions or worse still, laugh her out of there. She was sure she could take care of Susan in the meantime until they could get to another town.
If they went away, Sally could write a letter, put down everything she knew about what had happened to Mercy and everyone in it. She could tell about Jarrod and Ava, the heroics of Sam and Joe. She could tell them about Maul and warn them what to be on the lookout for. She could say all this and not be interrupted by one question, one laugh, or one raised eyebrow.
They would want to talk to them both, and in time Sally was sure that was what they would do. But for now, for tonight and until Susan was better, it was more appealing to keep on going, to get away from the present. The snow was still falling but lighter here in the valley, not so much of a covering on the ground. It looked like a very nice place to live, but so too had Mercy once.
Perhaps somewhere with more sun, she thought as she pulled the truck back out into the road. The police offer looking back down then at his newspaper or some other reading material.
“It will come out better on paper,” she said. “Everyone will come out better on paper.”
Click to find out what happened in the nearby town of Gossamer Falls
The End
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