Adamant with regards to cell phone safety while driving, her ear piece was already in place. “Hey, where are you?” It was her brother. “On my way home. Why?” she asked. “You aren’t past the gas station yet, are you?” “No, I’m actually just coming up on it. Something you need?” she asked while decelerating. “Yeah! Would you please pick me up a magazine?” “The music one?” “Yes.” “Is that it?” “Yep!” “Are you sure? Because I’m not going to turn around twice after almost getting home like I did the last time because your list kept growing.” “No, that’s it this time. Thanks. Love you.” “Ditto. See you in a bit.” Pulling into the gas station, Cassandra noticed a group of American soldiers gathered by a car while one was fueling it.
