“They drove off, but not before the man twisted in his seat and pressed his face against the window, still gazing intently at Sally.” — Suzanne Trauth Copy Share Image
“In my car, I asked her, "So, where does Josh live?" She twisted in her seat, her eyes wide. "What are you going to do?" "You mean, what are we going to do?" "We're going to beat him up together?"… — April Brookshire Copy Share Image
