Christina knew some of the story from miss Winter but she was not about to rat out her 5 year old confidante. She signaled for Sam to leave the windows down and to get out of the car so they could talk in complete privacy. Winter usually slept pretty hard but with a conversation like this neither girls wanted to take any chances that she might wake up in the middle of a bad part. Even though David was stalking his exwife, Sam did everything in her power not to badmouth him, even when doing so would have been completely acceptable.
"So tell me everything," Christina said once they were out of earshot. "You have to understand that I wanted to tell you all of this. But I thought I could get home without any incidents. I'm so sorry," Sam said, her voice cracking a bit. "No need to be sorry. There's nothing he can do. He's crafty, I'll give him that much. But he's about a smart as a box of hair. I'm pretty sure he had some help with this. He wouldn't have been able to pull this off on his own. We would have seen him and Winter most certainly would have."
Sam calmed down a bit at that. She knew her exhusband could be conniving, jealous, even manipulative. But he didn't have the brains to pull it off, or even know where to get the brains to do so. All she could do was shake her head. "It started happening more frequently about a week ago. I was distracted thinking of you getting here and didn't have my guard down as much. He started texting me again, sending me pictures like this of places he had seen me. I went to the police and they told me to report any suspicious activity, but there was nothing they could do if I didn't physically catch him taking my picture. He'd have to be close enough to take it and I haven't seen him." Christina listened intently as Sam went on about the hang up calls, mysterious door bell ringing, and everything else that had escalated in the past week. "That's why you came up here," she said, nonaccusingly. "Well of course not the only reason. I was sick of waiting for you to get here. But yes... he was getting worse and I was going crazy from everything he was doing so I packed Winter up and here we are."
"Hmmm.... well if he's following us now, chances are if we stay here like morons he'll be more likely to find us so let's just try and get as much of a head start as possible," Christina said. They gave each other a hug and kept their arms around each other as they headed back to the car. Checking to see if Winter was still asleep (which she was, peacefully), Sam put the key into the ignition and once again they were on their way home.
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She looked down from the sky at them, trying to remain incognito. Her parents would wonder where she was, although they should really be starting to get used to her "alerts" as she liked to call them. She couldn't answer each one she got, and for those she couldn't she usually found someone else to help her out. But this one came in so strong she had no choice but to follow it. And she could see why. The two older females were tough, the one in the passenger seat could clearly take on Dwane "The Rock" Johnson if she had to, so their physical safety wasn't so much of an issue. But then there was the female driving who was clearly afraid of this man (as she had every reason to be), and the little angel sleeping in the backseat.
She was glad it was summertime and she wasn't expected back at school for at least another month and a half. They only had a couple days to go until they reached their destination but if she had a paper due she's have to abandon this post and for whatever reason she felt that this was where she needed to be right now. She could see the man about 4 hours behind, calculating his next move. The tough chick was right, he was calculating, but did not have the brains to pull it off. But whoever did was right under their nose, nobody that would attract enough attention but definitely someone the driver knew from her past life, another perk to being married to this asshole.
She knew she couldn't meddle in their lives. If they were in serious danger of being hurt she would swoop in and make her move but aside from that, they were on their own. They were both more well-equiped than they realized but she understood the urgency of the call. It is always smart to have backup in case of emergency. And that's what Molly was.
She sailed through the sky following their car in the shape of a bald eagle. At first he did not appreciate being taken over but as soon as she offered him his favorite meal of freshly "picked" rabbit, they were fast friends. She herself was a vegetarian, and for good reason. But she couldn't risk having her cover blown. She had to remain as invisible in the sky as she could be. So bald eagle it was. This one was a handsome chap, with a lovely sense of humor. She let him take the reigns as long as they both remained in eyesight of the car with the precious cargo inside. And she told him the story of how she was born. They were so ensconced in conversation that she almost missed the two other cars that were important to this story. One still harbored feelings for the passenger of the car, had to feel like he could have closure before "moving on." She chuckled to herself a bit on that one. She could definitely understand why the girl would run away from that one. But maybe he'd be better suited for the driver?
And then there was the bus driver, who was out on the road now thinking about one special girl as he was manuvering a large greyhound bus. Molly looked deep into his heart to see if there were any alterior motives but found none besides that of pure love and joy. When they would be reunited, everything would fall into place.
Molly let the eagle steer some more as the Sunshine State sign finally came into view. Only 6 more hours to go and they'd be home. Molly flew ahead to make sure the creep those two women were running from hadn't set any booby traps. What she found was not surprising...
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