Glancing out the window, Gwen noticed that the overcast made it seem later than it was. Even the lack of traffic was odd.
With a start, Gwen slammed her foot on the brake and pulled over. She'd caught herself nodding off.
"Could you drive me home, Jack? I'm falling asleep at the wheel." The rain on the windscreen was hypnotic. "What do you mean it's 5:00am?"
tw100 — challenge #19: equinox