“Hi. Can I get a sugar twist and a hot chocolate please?”
“Sure hon. What are you doing out so late?”
None of your business! I think but shrug and say, “I just wanted a donut.”
“Your mom will be worried.”
“No. She won’t.”
As I sip my hot chocolate and survey the patrons, mostly truckers, I imagine getting into my first training school for stunt car driving. I already know how to drive; stunting should be a breeze. I smile, biting into my sugar twist.
I can’t wait – I wanna drive like they do in Bullitt or the French Connection. I finish my sugar twist, put on my backpack, pick up my hot chocolate and make my way around the coffee shop.
“Good morning. Excuse me. Are you going to Vancouver?”
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