January 28, 2011

Fast Forward

She screamed. The hand clamped tighter around her mouth. “Shh. Do you want him to find us?”

She knew that voice, heard it somewhere before, except he’d been talking about cheap auto insurance. A commercial? She tried to shake her head. That couldn’t be right. Something about a taxi. Taxi? Damn. Why couldn’t she remember anything?

“Stop squirming.”
He said. Had she been?