Chapter 1- Strange Passenger

Chapter 1- Strange Passenger

A Chapter by Cynthia

Another cold midnight I thought as I looked at the temperature, it's killing me. I was driving on the Basilone road with a speed 70 miles per hour I wonder when will the sun rise again I stretch my muscle a bit and yawned, its been a long night.


Just when I was planning to go back home and enjoy a nice warm bath, someone raised his hands to ask for my service how surprise, I said to myself a extra ride!


I stopped my car with a sudden break, as I turned to the man who raised his hand, but I cannot see his face, his face was blocked by his cap, and he was wearing a mask. The man said “ Newark Liberty International Airport , quick.” He ordered “ I will be late.”


I shrugged a bit, as I walked down my car and shivered “ So cold,” I mumbled “ What a night.”

The man didn't seem to be please, he said, pointing to his luggage “ Here, two luggage, put them into the boot.”

I shot a glance at him, and finally controlled myself he is a passenger, I warn myself behave!


I looked at his luggage under the weak sunlight, it's really... big. I said “ Sir, I wonder if I can put all these into the boot!”

The man shrugged, “ I don't care, or you can just put it into the back seat.

I sighed silently, what an unpleasant ride I sighed to myself, Hope it wont last long.


As the man sat into the front seat, I set my GBS to New York Airport, I looked at the luggage from my rear view mirror, they seemed too big for a man himself to use even for ten days!


I asked “ Sir, how long have you come to New York?”

The man snorted “ Will that effect the speed and time of my ride?”

I snorted as well, how rude was he!

The man said “Besides, I tell you to give me a quick ride, not a chatting ride, don't I?”


I narrowed my eyes to him, as I drove my car to the speed of 85 miles per hour, the man nodded in a more pleasant way “ Much better.”


I looked at the man carefully and try to find something strange on him, no, same old man we will see on street, except his worst manner.


I said , trying to find a way to make him talk more “ When did you come to New York?”

The man seemed annoyed by my endless talk “ one week ago”

My eyes lit up of hope as I heard that, yes, strange, he wont need to use so much luggage if he only came for a week.


I said “ Sir, why do you have so much luggage?”

The man seemed caution by my question “ That’s not inside your job, right? Besides, I think I need a rest.”

I peeked at him, really, his acts strange, and refuse to talk about the luggage, he brought, who can he be? I looked back to the road, the ice was blocking the way, and it obviously needs more time to go to the airport.


After a long time a silent, I said “ Sir?”

The man looked up “ What now?”

I said, pointing to the front “ We are here.”

The man nodded, and said “ Go and help me pick up the luggage!”

I nodded without a work, but I curiously looked at the luggage he have brought, and with a surprise......


There are weeds in the sides of his luggage, which was spilled out.



© 2011 Cynthia


Author's Note

Cynthia
What do u think?
One more thing, I am still doing on the research of the airports and road near, so pls wait on this two areas info!

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Weeds? or Weed? A plant or marijuana? Very interesting. I'll be sure to continue reading.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Loved this chapter. Excited about this story too!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I say amazing a lot, but its true when I describe this. You are talented.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow, keep it up!

Posted 13 Years Ago


this is nice work i sure like this chapter! good job!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very cool. Most definitly expand this chapter though. Don't wait until next chapter.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very interesting and has a hook to it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


she IS writing, the introduction and the next chapter! Dont you read my blog Jonathan?

Posted 13 Years Ago


Best work I have seen! I thought you are working with A (Louise), why is she not writing?? HA!

Posted 13 Years Ago


freaky guys freak me out:)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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