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Kara was looking out of the car window without saying a word. Her hands were folded under her chest and she kept staring out without giving James a glance. She could not believe she had lost her cool like this. Like a freaking child! Who does that?! 'Ran around in a fucking cemetery to smash her husband's head' - the newspaper highlight of tomorrow's issue. She wanted to bury her head in the sand.

"Hey, shorty, turn on the radio." James's teasing voice nagged at her.

Kara gritted her teeth and avoided him. She was trying to bury that intense sensation of frustration that kept making her turn into an idiot in front of him.

"Come on! Don't tell me that you are angry because you are short and can not catch up with me? I would have given you some of my le-"