They had been driving around for at least a half an hour.  Cecily had wanted Yenny to take her somewhere but Cecily still hadn’t told her where she needed to go.  She seemed lost, preoccupied, so not herself.  Yenny just drove around one street, then the next, then the next, waiting for Cecily to figure out a plan.

     “I have ttttttto see him nnnnnnnnow,” Cecily insisted.

     “Who?”

     “Mig.”

     “Right now?”

     “Yes.  Rrrrrrrrright now.”

     “It’s that important?”

     “Yes.  Vvvvvvvvvery important.  The sssssssooner I se...

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