chapter 37
Author: SHSA
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“All good?” he asked through her window, she looked a little startled but answered.

“Yes. No, I don’t know. My car was all fine and now it just wouldn’t start.” she said.

“Why don’t I bring you home instead and we can figure out what to do.” he said repeating himself from earlier.

“I called someone already, they should be here soon.” she said.

“It’s late now, El. I’ll take you home.” he said not asking anymore.

She picked her bag again, got out and locked the doors then went with James.

“Really
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