this is the first part of a story that I started writing in 9th grade, I think... oh well, my memory never was very good.
Prologue
“Don’t drive so fast Follen!” Arrie yelled between sharp quick gasps.
The soon-to-be father lessoned the pressure he had been putting on the gas pedal, but only slightly.
“Which exit is it, Arrie? 34 or 32?”
“28” gasped Arrie, trying to remain outwardly calm so as not to make her already jumpy husband more excited. ”You’re still driving too fast”
“25…26…I’m going the speed limit?”
“No, Follen, you’re not,” Said the expectant mother, “You’re going 23 miles over.”
Follen glanced out the side window. “I’m going slower than that blue car over there. What exit was that?” He half twisted around in his seat to see the passing sign.
“Follen, watch the road! Ow!” Arrie cried out in pain.
Follen whipped around to the front. “Are you okay?!”
Arrie leaned back against the seat, “Yes, I’m fine. You scared me, that’s all”
“Sorry, I thought I missed the exit.”
“Don’t be sorry. You just need to calm down. Look, see? Exit 28, you didn’t miss it.”
Follen was breathing harder than his wife as he signaled to change lanes.
That was when the truck driver behind them fell asleep.
