She cursed the old piece of junk. She wasn't far from the Woodbury outlets, just over the border from New Jersey where she was supposed to be meeting up with some friends. Fat chance of that, she thought bitterly. So much for a fun weekend. They'd planned on staying in a hotel overnight and then driving to Niagara Falls the next day. She wasn't going to make it. When she pulled into this stupid rest stop everything was fine. When she tried to start her car again, the engine wouldn't turn over. She was stuck. And it was late. Nervous, she glanced up at the sky, startled by how many stars glared down at her. The sun was just setting but it was already dark enough to see constellations. Shit. "Gorgeous, aren't they?" Sherry jumped as a strangely familiar male voice spoke from behind her. Her heart knocked against her ribs as fear shot through her. Except, wait. Was that Simon? She spun around. Whoa. He and Eli stood next to a sleek little Mercedes Roadster. Red, of course. Even in the darkness Sherry could tell that car was way more expensive than hers.
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