Crazy Meets Crazy
It wasn’t a very logical fear, but nevertheless it was there and she couldn’t help it.
The cherry looking lady didn’t take her lack of replies as a hint to keep quiet, but it rather seemed to spur her on as she continued talking and talking. Kristen could tell that Owen would be half frustrated with the woman’s talks by then. From the corner of their eye, she could see the cherry looking woman still smiling as she talked.
“What’s your name?” Kristen blurted out, stopping the almost redhead mid sentence. She didn’t even know why she asked, but the elevator ride seemed like it was going to last forever and she had to say something.