Starting on a Journey

Lauren tried her best to come down the concrete stairs quietly and slipped between a couple of parked cars. This was pretty fun. She couldn't stop smiling, and she had been in just about as much many times in the early morning to get her mail.

Lauren had forgotten her cellphone, or money, or keys for that matter, but didn't worry, though it meant she didn't know the time the absolute quiet denoted it was late, very late, past midnight, she must have been in the wee ours of the morning, she'd have reasoned, if she could.

As it was, she was a block in the general direction before coming up to the main street. She was about to continue on her way, her old route from her teen years, before she ducked down a side-street.

She may have been drunk, and stoned, but even she realized she was out in public in nearly starkers! She just couldn't let anyone catch her like this! So, instead of continuing down in a straight shot she figured she could zig and zag her way in an indirect path that may not have been as fast, but was guaranteed to be much safer.