Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Flora made sure her seatbelt was securely fastened.

Jack leaned out of his car window, casting a disdainful smile when he spotted their Land Rover. He thought to himself, “With that kind of car, they think they can beat me?”

“Everyone ready?” Tomas asked, following the usual pre–race routine.

Jack gripped the steering wheel tightly and yelled, “Ready!”

Flora lazily stretched her hand out of the window and flashed a laid–back peace sign.

At Tomas’s whistle, Jack’s car surged forward, quickly disappearing into the winding mountain roads. Connor started his car at a leisurely pace, following behind.

Dane looked anxious. Jack had been racing since he was a kid, and he was driving a professional sports car. Dane didn’t expect Connor to win; he just hoped they wouldn’t get into any trouble.

“Dane, you think Flora will be alright?” Alex asked shakily, feeling weak at the sight of the mountain roads.

“Don’t jinx this!” Dane snapped, clenching his hands tightly by his sides. “Do you know who Flora is? Nothing’s going to happen to her.”

in a mobile game, perked

in the game, resulting in his screen turning grey. “What did you say that girl’s name was? Flora?”

by Tomas’s sudden intensity, simply

his voice tightening. “Flora from Westbrook High School’s senior

went pale, a

the brothers in Cedarvale

up to them!” Tomas hurriedly got into his car and floored

nothing would happen to Flora, or Baker would have his

Dane grew anxious. He got into the car, urged the driver out, and

up in the backseat, holding

glanced at the rearview mirror to

Connor’s car.

down, yet they still

make Connor bow down to him later, ready to thoroughly

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other propped against the window, supporting his head, he