Flynn knew the character of the woman he was dealing with.
Something was ‘broken’ there. He’d tread carefully. Draw it out, slowly,
if need to be, as long as it takes. The man swore to it.
He found Rachel to be wild and unpredictable. Under most
circumstances, he’d have her committed under ‘probable cause’, without reason
to pause. Open and shut.
But
Rachel fooled him…made a fool of him. Yet, he was ready to take her along. It
was madness on his part, but he had his reasons. He just could not articulate
them.
Le femme…
So, off they ran.
He suffered her many displeasure's because that was the price of admission, and as long as he had admission, he was willing to acquiesce. He was in control…but loosing ground fast.
He suffered her many displeasure's because that was the price of admission, and as long as he had admission, he was willing to acquiesce. He was in control…but loosing ground fast.
By
Wednesday, they were in Colorado, headed West. He had her medicated thus far,
but decided it was time to prepare her to ‘re-enter’ societal life. He’d ease
up on her meds in tiny amounts, and by all estimations, he’d have her
dried out by the time they got to California. But even at the rate they were traveling, the drive would be treacherous...and no fault of the road.
Her 'coming down' would be dangerous, which is why he chose this stretch of long, lonely, highway. It was the Coast or bust at this point, and a 50/50 bet on the outcome.
Her 'coming down' would be dangerous, which is why he chose this stretch of long, lonely, highway. It was the Coast or bust at this point, and a 50/50 bet on the outcome.
“There’s
wombats! There’s wombats!” she shrieked outside of Moab.
“What?”
“Wombats!
They are everywhere! They are flying at the car…can’t you see them…Flynn,
they’re terrifying! Can’t you see them? Stop the car!”
“You are Batshit-crazy. A
‘wombat’ is a marsupial, not a ‘bat’! Get it!...the FUCK!!...together!!! You're
hallucinating!
Instead,
she started fighting the wheel, going this way and that. He had to pull over, no
choice, then the highway patrol gets involved, and before you know it, she’s
shot someone.
Which is just great because now he was at her mercy, and ‘California’ is never gonna happen.
Which is just great because now he was at her mercy, and ‘California’ is never gonna happen.
She
left him on the side of the road, and actually drove at least, two miles,
before she collided with the abutment.
All bets are off.
She had it coming.
All bets are off.
She had it coming.
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