Here you go…Chapter three! Thank you so much for reviewing! You are wonderful people! I am sorry to repay your kindness with such a short chapter, but I really should get off!
-TiskTask
Sarah sighed as she looked around at the passing landscape. It was orchards as far as she could see. Oh, there was a verity such as apples and oranges but unless she stopped her car and got out and looked she couldn't tell the difference. The only thing she looked forward to seeing on this road was the mile makers.
As she looked farther down the road she could see the horizon, endless and stretching out to eternity just like…Sarah mentally stomped on that trail of thought. She had just got engaged to a fine man and was driving out to meet him at his parent's house. She was not going to ruin this chance like she had all the others. Of course this was as far as she had ever gotten with one of her relationships. Sarah hoped that this was a sign she could forget about her dream man and move on with her life.
"Dream man? Really Sarah, I never knew you cared." Said a voice for beside her. She jumped and looked at her previously empty passenger seat. Sitting in it was the man of, no in she mentally corrected herself, her dreams. Sarah gasped and jerked the steering wheel in a childish attempt to get away from him. She ended up in the ditch and her head slammed painfully against the steering wheel.
A second later a car shot out of a hidden dirt road doing about 100mph onto another hidden road on the other side of the main drag. Sarah wiped her forehead, smearing the blood from the minor wound and pulled out her cell phone. After double cheacking to make sure she was alone in the car she called her fancee's cell phone.
She was about five miles away from her fiancée's house but she didn't think she could drive. She was still in shock, not only from the accident but also from the appearance of the Goblin King and the unexpectedness of him saving her life.
Ten minuets later she was in her fiancée's car driving down the road to his parent's peach orchard. She shuttered at the thought, but she was unsure it that was from dread or what or anticipation.
Sarah sighed; she was again looking over the endless expanse of orchards. A billboard proudly proclaimed fresh peaches and cream for breakfast and Sarah and Jareth's Peachy Inn. She did a double take on the names and after making sure that the sign correctly read Bill and Martha's names she looked at the man standing below it.
It was the Goblin King; dressed in the blue velvet coat she had seen him in at the ballroom. He took a bite out of the peach he was holding and then waved as the car drove past. She slumped back into her seat and went back to staring at the horizon. It was going to be a long weekend she knew, because she was going to starve before she ate a peach. Dreams in which she had a choice and memory were one thing, but letting him control the game when she knew she could be close to winning was another.
She didn't know what she was going to do if she caught him, she was engaged after all, but she was determined to catch him none the less. He had won once in the dream world already, all those years ago, but she would be dammed if he was going to win again.