Waiting For Rain IC: Spring Slowly Comes

[BlasTech]

Isabelle tapped her fingers along the rim of the steering wheel. Since Jon's departure, the cabin of the cab had become almost unbearably silent. She tried to spend the time thinking about how to deal with the twin problems of unemployment and bones in the glove box, but worry over how Jon was going with his family and her pent up frustration prevented any significant progress on that front.

She caught sight of Charlene in the rear view mirror.

"I don't suppose there's anything to read back there is there?" She asked, out of a need to break the silence as much as the need to take her mind off her brooding.