"You sure this is okay? I asked Jen.
"No problem," she said, although I wasn't sure I believed her.
We were in her town car, she in her limo company uniform, me in jeans and a shirt.
"Really? You won't get in trouble? I can take the bus you know."
"Nah. It's cool."
I seriously doubted this. She had only started working last week and this was her fifth job this year already. Jen was not what you call stable. She was fun, a great friend, but wholly unreliable.
"Well, thanks."
"I think you past my stop," called a voice from the back.
"You pipe down back there," quipped Jen.
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