Alice Isn't Well (Death Herself Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
the automated voice announced. “Next stop, Balmedon Lane.” Opening her eyes suddenly, Alice realized she must have fallen asleep at the back of the bus. She looked up at the indicator and saw to her relief that she hadn't missed her stop, but as she looked out the window at the dark city streets, she realized she should have found a few hours to sleep during the day. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out one of the caffeine drinks she'd been saving for the night-shift and decided to drink it early. As she tore the foil off the top, she looked at the bus ticket in her hand. Just one. She glanced at the seat next to her, and then along toward the front of the bus. There was no-one else on-board, not at almost 10pm on a Tuesday night, and definitely not so far south of the river. “You can do this,” she whispered to herself. “Millions of people do this every day. There's nothing special about you. Just get on with it.
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