Chapter 10

Oh, the contentment inside that car right then. But like a storm cloud coming over the mountain, my moodchanged as my brain started to work again. I now had less than ten dollars in my pocket, and it wasn’t even mine. I was sipping a nice cold drink that I hadn’t even paid for. I had brought my coffee shop gold card and hadn’t even used it. And if he would happen to get his eyes hurt, like I had, I couldn’t even drive his car home because I fucking had no driver’s license. I had no identification of any kind.My plane ticket home, my insurance information, my rental car lease, my charge cards, my—what the hellwas in my wallet anyhow, let alone in my suitcase? What hadn’t I done that I should have done immediately? Like cancel my charge cards, go to the rental place, call my…