*Amy's POV is written by me*
Chapter Seven
Amy's POV
Entry 4,
I did a great job yesterday. But yesterday Karma left me alone.
We drove a lot of the day and Paloma even let me drive for a little while on a long stretch of road that literally never had anything close to a turn or a bend.
But now it's 3am. My phone just beeped and I had to quietly remain calm while listening to Karma's shaky voice while she delivered a definitely dire message that definitely did not sit well with me, especially given the time.
"I know you probably don't care." She said that.
"I'm afraid that I'll be too late, that you'll forget me."She said that fucking to.
IS SHE FUCKING SERIOUS?!
I want call. I do.
I want to call so fucking bad it makes my skin crawl.
But I can't.
I can't call.