Sep 26 2008
Case File #2 Part #3
You close the back door and open the front passenger door; you can’t be rude, after all. So you take a sit in the front seat next to the old lady and soon you are on your way.
“My name is Pearl. Yours?” The lady asks.
You tell her your name, and she of course has a grandchild with the same name. Pearl plays with the tuner knob on the radio, taking her eyes off the road as the car begins to swerve towards the guard rail.
“PEARL!” You scream.
She takes her hand off from the radio’s dial and puts it back onto the steering wheel.
“Oh I’m sorry to scare ya, dear.”
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