Ellie mindlessly admired the simple beauty of it as she dug inside her coat pocket for her keys. She hadn't lied when she'd told Sandy and Josh that all she wanted to do was go home, get a shower and go straight to bed. What she wouldn't do for the warm comforts of her bed right now. Ellie sighed for the umpteenth time today, with any luck she wouldn't dream of Nicholas tonight, she was so tired. The sudden gust of frigid air had Ellie tugging the black pea coat tighter around her body; it was only a little bit more until she reached the Ridgeline. The sudden screech of tires gripping the slippery asphalt prompted Ellie to look over her shoulder, wondering if someone was fishtailing. There was a white van heading her way...alarmingly fast. All thoughts escaped her as she started in a dead run, she could see the truck now, just yards away. The annoying vroom of the engine warned Ellie that the van was gaining on her, she cursed under her breath as she ran faster.
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