"The trouble is, you think you have time."  Buddha

Mark sat in his car, engine idling, staring at the police cruiser in the driveway.  There was no sneaking in his house.  Not today, not after Emma’s latest lie.  Mark hadn’t adequately prepared his alibi.  He had overslept.  That was the bottom line.  He was weak and vulnerable around Bradley.  Staying in her room proved to be disastrous.  And, now, he wasn’t fully sure he could lie his way out of this. 

Mark drove up the long incline past the police car and parked in his usual spot.  He left his cell phone in the car intentionally but grabbed his backpack and trotted to the door as if nothing was wrong. 

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