Tao hit the button on her Bluetooth that would dial Jaq's number. Not having an editic memory would have made a much bigger annoyance out of how frequently she had to switch phones lately.
The open road ahead of here was clear of traffic, and offered the silent illusion that it could have led anywhere. The loon new better, silent promises rarely worked out well for those fool enough to believe in them.
The window of her burgedy Zilthi was completely down, leaving the unseasonably cool night air to play with that long ivory mane. The pale strands billowing over her slender shoulders.
