Dang it, Nan! You just keep ratcheting up the tension and I'm afraid I won't have any fingernails left.
"All right, but please don't go any closer until I get back. Promise?"
Promise or not, I was fully expecting her to go back across the street and get into trouble.
Lois relaxed. Somehow, sitting safely in the cab of the Jeep
So we've established that Lois has never seen 'The Lost Boys', because those guys can peel the top right off a car. <g>
The face was narrow and pale, with dark, piercing eyes and a head of thick, black hair. As light headlights illuminated his features, he ducked his face, shading his eyes, half covering it with the lapel of his form-fitting, black coat.
Eeeeeeeee! <covers eyes with hands> Tell me when he's really gone…
