The same circular headlights were still about a block behind me, and it was making me nervous. It seemed like the car had been following me ever since I pulled away from Monique’s house. Thank God I had Black Beauty in my purse on the seat beside me.My phone rang, and Monique’s name showed up on the caller ID. I was relieved to hear her voice, until I realized she was calling to yell at me.“Why aren’t you at the house?” were the first words out of her mouth. She’d been acting more like my mother every day; at first I appreciated her concern, but now it seemed like she was forgetting that I was a grown woman.“Wait. How did you know I wasn’t at the house? Is that you following me?” I asked, then regretted the slip.“Following you?” she said, her voice rising an octave. “Are you okay? Where are you?”I tried to clean it up so she would stop asking questions. “Don’t worry. I’m fine. I was mistaken.” Surprisingly, another check in my rearview mirror revealed that statement to be true.
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