Broken Hero
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“No cars,” she finished.
“Right. And poor me’s looking down the barrel of a few days in one of those crappy motels where the door opens up to the parking lot.”
“Poor you indeed,” she said, her tone not carrying much sympathy.
“So,” I said, “I’m thinking that since you and I are going to the same place…” I trailed off, letting her fill in the rest. I could tell right away that she was conflicted. Three hours in the car with the man who’d loved her and left her? I didn’t really blame her.
“If it sweetens the deal, I can cover the car rental,” I said.
“I can afford it,” she said. “It’s not a problem.”
I smirked. “Still as independent as I remember,” I said.
She blew past my comment. “Have you asked around?” she asked. “There’s probably a bus or something that goes to Lancaster.”
“I doubt it,” I said. “And besides, even if there was I doubt they’d get me there in time.”
She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her eyes searching for a place to land that was anywhere but on me.
“Come on,” I said, mustering up every little bit of charm I had at my disposal. “You’re not going to risk me not being there for my kid sister’s wedding, are you?”
The look on her face showed me that I’d hit a winning angle. She shifted her weight one more time before turning her attention back to me. “OK, fine,” she said. “Jess would kill me if she found out I saw you at the airport and left you stranded.”
“Awesome,” I said. “You’re doing me a major solid.”
“Uh-huh.” She cocked her head toward the exit and picked up her bag. “Let’s do this,” she said.
I put my hand on the strap of my bag and started off with her at my side. I couldn’t help but grin. This trip was about to get a hell of a lot more interesting.
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