"'Do you like driving?' Carol asked without looking at her. She had a cigarette hanging out of her mouth. She drove with her hands resting lightly on the wheel, as if it were nothing to her, as if she sat relaxed in a chair somewhere, smoking. 'Why're you so quiet?'
They roared into the Lincoln Tunnel. A wild, inexplicable excitement mounted in Therese as she stared through the windshield. She wished the tunnel might cave in and kill them both, that their bodies might be dragged out together." (The Price of Salt by Patricia Highsmith)

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