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came back, faked a smile and said, “Jerry's got your car, sweet thang. Thank you for using our rental service. Have you a nice day, sugar.”
    “ Thank you.” He said gruffly, picking up his bag and walking towards the door. As he headed outside, he couldn't help but notice a girl walk in. She was looking around the terminal for someone. Lucky bastard, he thought. She looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn't place where he knew her from. She was gorgeous, with raven, flowing hair, creamy skin and almost pitch black eyes. She was definitely someone he shouldn't have ever forgotten. She was wearing a lacy white dress that seemed to float behind her. He couldn't stop his head from shifting with her as she walked past, only stopping when he could no longer comfortably twist his neck. “Damn, I missed this country. God Bless the USA and sexy little country girls,” he murmured as he stepped outside to a blue Chevy Spark casually parked by the curb. A man he assumed was Jerry opened the trunk for him as he approached the car. He stowed the bag carefully, and Jerry, according to his name tag, shook his hand. Jerry looked like he had just bathed in hair gel, dipped his head in oil, and lost in an 80s interpretive dance competition. All he needed was a wind suit from the 80s and he'd be set. It was only when Jerry held out a clipboard and opened his mouth did Calvin nearly die laughing again.
    “ Alright, here's what I need you to do, blood.” He said to Calvin, who couldn't stop a face palm moment.  “I'm gonna need you to sign right here, then here, then here and initials in this here box.”
    “ Alright, no problem, sir.” He replied taking the clipboard from him and scribbling C Hall in every spot.
    Jerry looked over the paper when Calvin handed it back to him. “Alright, blood, we all good here. Enjoy yo' ride and yo' time back here.”
    “Yeah, thanks.” He replied with a grin as he walked to the driver's side door. He shrugged his backpack off, tossed it into the passenger side seat. He climbed in, buckled his seat belt and opened his bag, pulling out his iPod, the car charger and AUX cable. He plugged it in, switched on some music and began the two hour journey back to Major.

Chapter Three – Zoe (Friday)
     
    Friday morning she woke to scorching temperatures. It was barely eight AM and it was already 95 degrees outside. There would be no keeping the windows down on the Jeep today; she'd need every bit of AC she could get. She let her dark hair loose from its braid, waves of ebony cascading down her back and pulled a white eyelet dress over her head, the simple design fluttering over her curves perfectly. She slid a headband in her hair to keep it out of her face, put a little mascara on her dark lashes- waterproof, of course- and some cherry Chapstick on her lips. She applied a little more deodorant than usual, because she'd need it in this heat.
    Finally put together, she slipped sandals on, snagged $40 out of the jar by the stove for gas and breakfast and glanced in her Daddy's room. By the looks of the bed, he'd never come home last night. I wish he'd just own up to being with Minnie instead of hiding it. She shook her head in irritation and walked back through the house to the front door, letting herself out and closing it behind her. She winced at the bright sunlight reflecting off her windshield and the damp heat that swirled around her. Another bouquet of pathetic looking flowers were sitting on her dash.
    Her heart drummed in irritation. He wasn't getting the hint. She threw the door of her Jeep open and flung the flowers into the yard, grunting in fury. “Damn you! I'm done!” She yelled in anger to no one in particular. She had to admit she was a little freaked out at the thought of Derek being outside her house in the middle of the night. Maybe I'll start locking the door. She sighed in frustration and climbed in the Jeep, slamming the door behind her. The Jeep roared smoothly to life and she