Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Okay. We’ll head home after we drop off Megan.”

After that, he closed the door and sat in the driver’s seat.

Debbie watched him start the car and sighed. He didn’t understand her at all.

The car sped down the road in the darkness. Sitting in the back, Debbie looked outside the window blankly, wide awake. The headlights of other cars knifed through the gloom. The girl in the passenger seat was giggling and speaking to Carlos. It bothered Debbie so much she wanted to plug her ears.

Carlos didn’t talk much and only responded when it was necessary. He didn’t seem all that perturbed by the situation. But he never embarrassed Megan by allowing awkward silence. He made conversation quite pleasant for the girl. And the way she was carrying on, you could tell she enjoyed every minute.

The car slowed down as it approached a large, fancy housing community.

‘This must be where the girl lives, ‘ Debbie thought. There were tens of floors in each building. The skyscrapers made Debbie wonder whether

a

the car came to a halt, Megan

and not safe for you to walk alone.

Carlos offered.

so much about her? Her building is right there! Only a heartbeat away

are security guards patrolling the area,

you, Uncle Carlos,” Megan said

the car, only to find that she was in the back seat, back straight, eyes closed. Assuming that she was

for twenty minutes, but there was no trace of her

laughing. ‘That

she would have exploded with rage

Carlos, she