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Are You Afraid Of The Dark :: Sheldon Sidney
Страница: 164 из 173She hurried to free Diane.
"My God, you're a miracle," Diane said.
"Thank my new hairdo. Let's get away from here." The two women picked up their clothes from the floor and quickly dressed. Kelly took the key to the door from Flint's pocket.
They walked over to the door and listened a moment. Silence. Kelly opened the door. They were in a long, empty corridor.
"There must be a back way out of here," Diane said.
Kelly nodded. "All right. You go that way and I'll go the other way and-" "No. Please. Let's stay together, Kelly." Kelly squeezed Diane's arm and nodded. "Right, partner." Minutes later, the two women found themselves in a garage. There was a Jaguar and a Toyota in it.
"Take your choice," Kelly said.
"The Jaguar is too noticeable. Let's take the Toyota." "I hope the key is-" It was. Diane took the wheel.
"Do you have any idea where we're going?" Kelly asked.
"To Manhattan. I don't have a plan yet." "That's good news." Kelly sighed.
"We need to find a place to sleep. When Kingsley finds out we've escaped, he's going to go crazy.
We're not going to be safe anywhere."
Kelly was thinking. "Yes, we are." Diane glanced at her. "What do you mean?" Kelly said proudly, "I have a plan."
CHAPTER 44
THEY DROVE into White Plains, twenty-five miles north of Manhattan, Diane said,
"This looks like a nice town. What are we doing here?" "I have a friend here. She'll take care of us." "Tell me about her." Kelly said slowly, "My mother was married to a drunk who enjoyed beating her.
When I was able to afford to take care of my mother, I persuaded her to leave him. One of the models who had run away from an abusive boyfriend told me about this place. It's a boardinghouse run by an angel of a woman named Grace Seidel.
I took my mother there to stay until I could find an apartment for her. I used to visit her at Grace's every day. My mother loved it and became friends with some of the boarders. I finally found an apartment for Mother and went to pick her up." She stopped.
Diane looked at her. "What happened?"
"She had gone back to her husband." They had reached the boardinghouse. "We're here."
* * *
GRACE SEIDEL WAS in her fifties, a dynamic, motherly ball of energy. When she opened the door and saw Kelly, her face lit up.
"Kelly!" She threw her arms around her. "I'm so glad to see you." Kelly said, "This is my friend Diane." They exchanged hellos.
"Your room is all ready for you," Grace said.
"My God, you're a miracle," Diane said.
"Thank my new hairdo. Let's get away from here." The two women picked up their clothes from the floor and quickly dressed. Kelly took the key to the door from Flint's pocket.
They walked over to the door and listened a moment. Silence. Kelly opened the door. They were in a long, empty corridor.
"There must be a back way out of here," Diane said.
Kelly nodded. "All right. You go that way and I'll go the other way and-" "No. Please. Let's stay together, Kelly." Kelly squeezed Diane's arm and nodded. "Right, partner." Minutes later, the two women found themselves in a garage. There was a Jaguar and a Toyota in it.
"Take your choice," Kelly said.
"The Jaguar is too noticeable. Let's take the Toyota." "I hope the key is-" It was. Diane took the wheel.
"Do you have any idea where we're going?" Kelly asked.
"To Manhattan. I don't have a plan yet." "That's good news." Kelly sighed.
"We need to find a place to sleep. When Kingsley finds out we've escaped, he's going to go crazy.
We're not going to be safe anywhere."
Kelly was thinking. "Yes, we are." Diane glanced at her. "What do you mean?" Kelly said proudly, "I have a plan."
CHAPTER 44
THEY DROVE into White Plains, twenty-five miles north of Manhattan, Diane said,
"This looks like a nice town. What are we doing here?" "I have a friend here. She'll take care of us." "Tell me about her." Kelly said slowly, "My mother was married to a drunk who enjoyed beating her.
When I was able to afford to take care of my mother, I persuaded her to leave him. One of the models who had run away from an abusive boyfriend told me about this place. It's a boardinghouse run by an angel of a woman named Grace Seidel.
I took my mother there to stay until I could find an apartment for her. I used to visit her at Grace's every day. My mother loved it and became friends with some of the boarders. I finally found an apartment for Mother and went to pick her up." She stopped.
Diane looked at her. "What happened?"
"She had gone back to her husband." They had reached the boardinghouse. "We're here."
* * *
GRACE SEIDEL WAS in her fifties, a dynamic, motherly ball of energy. When she opened the door and saw Kelly, her face lit up.
"Kelly!" She threw her arms around her. "I'm so glad to see you." Kelly said, "This is my friend Diane." They exchanged hellos.
"Your room is all ready for you," Grace said.