Burning Passion: Love Never Die

They didn’t go far. They went hiking in a national forest, 45 minutes from the city, and returned that night.

They came back by minibus. Blair slept on the way back, head bobbing to the bumps in the road. Suddenly, she heard someone complain, “This traffic is murder!”

“Should we get out and walk? We’re close to the school,” Joslyn suggested. It was bumper-to-bumper traffic. Try as they might, the line of cars stretched as far as the eye could see. Blair and Joslyn could only wait in the minibus.

Blair, who was carsick, agreed to Joslyn’s suggestion right away.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

They told the driver, and he kindly opened the doors for them and let them out. They started walking down the sidewalk.

They talked as they walked.

minibus. Those cars aren’t moving at

looked ahead and

suppose so. Look at that— they must be Lined up

sirens screaming. The police and emergency vehicles showed up

the emergency vehicles had come, they realized that someone must have been hurt.

what was going on.

another, caving in its back end. A military

of the road had been cordoned off. A crowd gathered, as well as the usual EMTs and

police and the firemen were all actively working. A few of them were out with signs and flashlights, trying

got out of the Porsche and walked over to a man who was lying in the street and drenched

And you! You are soldiers. You save people. How could you let this happen?” she yelled like a crazy person,

attempted to calm her down, but to no

were doomed to