Book Title: The Head Mistress
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All of a sudden I was trapped. I began cursing Kevin to hell. In those eternal minutes of being trapped in that dark, hot, musty car trunk, I called him everything but a child of God. Seconds were hours and minutes were days. I frantically kicked the back seat and screamed hysterically. No one could hear my screams because Tito Puente was vociferously blaring from the car speakers... “Oye Como Va,” spilled into my ears. Ahh, I could strangle Kevin!
I felt my lungs tighten. Inhaling and exhaling my own recycled hot breath. Could literally feel the exchange of carbon dioxide and oxygen with every short breath I took. The idea of dying by asphyxiation was floating around my head like a thought bubble. I was slowly suffocating. My mind was spinning and I was beginning to feel listless, lethargic. I was afraid, began to panic. My heart palpitated. Beads of perspiration began to seep from the pores of my forehead as I struggled to catch my breath. “If I could only catch my breath,” I kept saying aloud.
I couldn’t breathe. I began to see scenes of my life flashing before my eyes like a silent movie. I can’t go out like this. Not trapped in this trunk. If and when I get out of here, I never want to hear mambo again in my life...
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