She was sixty-five miles from Columbus, then forty, then twenty-two. The sky was overcast but there was some sun, and Oscar hung his head out the window and occasionally barked at something off the highway. Marya just hoped it wasn't going to rain, but the light was that kind of flat and the sky was that kind of gray, even with the intermittent breaks for sun. She felt alone enough in the world as it was - rain would make it worse.
( She hadn't been able to find a good, quick route to take her the long way around Columbus )
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( She hadn't been able to find a good, quick route to take her the long way around Columbus )
words; 2276
total words: 40,814