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.”

perked up

turning grey. “What did you say that

puzzled by Tomas’s sudden intensity, simply

his voice tightening. “Flora from Westbrook High

went pale, a look

brothers in Cedarvale to steer clear of

them!” Tomas hurriedly got into his car and floored

nothing would happen to Flora, or Baker would have his

expression, Dane grew anxious. He got

up

the middle of the mountains, Jack glanced at the rearview mirror to find the road behind him completely empty, not

Connor’s car.

slowing down, yet they

they can race me. Yeah right.” He resolved to make Connor bow down

was driving at a leisurely pace. With one hand on the steering wheel and the other propped