Diving with tears in her eyes was difficult, but she went on anyway, hoping that instinct would take her back to the inn. She kept the window rolled down, thinking the fresh air might help clear her mind, but it dido help. Nothing would help.
She was tired, and she wondered if she would have the energy she o talk to Lon. And what was she going to say? She still had no idea but hoped that something would e to her wheime came.
It would have to.
By the time she reached the drawbridge that led to Front Street, she had herself a little more under trol. Not pletely, but well enough, she thought, to talk to Lon. At least she hoped so.
Traffic was light, and she had time to watch strangers going about their business as she drove through New Bern. At a gas station, a meic was looking uhe hood of a new automobile while a man, presumably its owner, stood beside him. Two women were pushing baby carriages just outside Hoffman-Lane, chattiween themselves while they w……（内容加载失败！）
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