She was making good time and took note of the morning light reflecting off the interstate signs, never noticing they could be anything other than common green, common brown, or that dingy cookies 'n cream white. They shimmered as she passed, and she thought she saw a rainbow.
She reminisced over the manner in which she had left. A smile crept through her guts and erupted on her face. The sun was getting higher and she pressed hard on the accelerator. Everything got further away.