Dressed like that was it alright to travel on train speaking sarcastically pointed Courtney at herself, she checked the time on her phone, they must go, Gallen must be waiting there for them
What a fool I am thought sara, the dress and shoes were no longer night out gifts but were a deliberate meaningful bribe to help Courtney meet her boyfriend
Sara began biting her lips and then decisively pulled her pink sweater from the back of the chair, Courtney made a face, this sweater will destroy your luck
There I don't want to be dead without one in this cold, explaining rudely sara leaped towards the door, her high heeled sandals were definitely new to her,
She had escaped from her mother's view without being seen, high speeding cars, strange network of city roads, with noisy Courtney by her side
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