100-Day Challenge, Day 047

While I had listened to our friendly and generous cabbie, Julia had slipped into a fitful sleep.  It was too soon for it to be a withdrawal, so I’m sure it was the fear of the night racing through her subconscious as she slept.  For all the horrors that the streets hold for most people, Julia had kept clear of some of the darkest parts, but fleeing from Albert had certainly touched a nerve.   I do not know if she had figured it out yet or not, but there was no way we could go back to the old neighborhood.


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