Sixty-Seven

As soon as I placed my hand in hers, she gasped, gripping my hand tightly, her eyes turned white, she had this faraway look. Like she was seeing through me at something I couldn’t see. I ripped my hand from her grasp, alarmed. Watching as her eyes seemed to come back into focus and the colour came back. Hazel smiled softly, but she couldn’t hide the worry in them. The driver's side door opened, an