Once we were both inside and buckled in, she looked at me and said, “I’m sorry to say something’s wrong with the heater. The fan is stuck on max.” She started the car and the vents blasted us.I reached over and turned off the fan. The entire panel was made up of electronic controls. If it were an older model, I could have made an immediate adjustment under the hood at the heater core, but the computer would override anything like that in a model this new.She frowned at me.I smiled reassuringly. “Turn the fan back on when it gets too cold, and when it gets too hot, turn it off again.”She hesitantly nodded, put the car in reverse, and twisted to watch where she was going. I had only recently gotten my license, so I understood what she was doing, but I also noticed that her car had a small screen with a video of what was behind her. Mr. Chambers, the auto mechanic I worked for before coming to college, told me how much trouble those video systems caused. Just because you saw what was. I walked up to the side of the house, trying to find which window your room was. All I could see is your kitchen, it looked like you and your mom had been talking. Your mom was gorgeous too, but nothing like you, your pure innocent self. You still had the leggings on and the bulge was coming back. You left the room, and after a few minutes, I saw a light on upstairs.How in the hell am I going to do this. I thought all hope was lost, and I was about to leave but when I turned around I noticed the house to the back of me is vacant and for sale. I hopped over the back fence and found a small window I could break to let myself in. I let myself inside and walked upstairs, finding which window I would be able to see into your room. With pure luck, I found the window and could see directly in. Clear as day. I could see your pick bed cover and the huge mirror in the corner of your room. I couldnt see you though. I did see the bags of stuff on your bed though. No sign of you. I waited, seemed.
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