Sitting by the windows, I have a clear view down the road leading up to the Lodge House. Feeling suddenly alarmed, I look away from the Brother pouring my cup of tea. Before I have turned fully, I see a glint of light from the road and hear the sound of metal rubbing against metal in a completely undesired way. My headturn completed, I am greeted to the sight of a large baby blue car sitting at a strange angle in the parking lot. The driver’s door is open, and I see a person leaning over the space between the large baby blue car, and the deep burgundy red car parked near the door.
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