Chapter 83

• Her foot stops digging at his words, curious where he is going with this. She looks over at him. “Go on,” she prompts.
• “Well, you asked me if I ever fear crashing.” Oh. Okay. Nothing bad. “And I thought about it the other night when I was lying in bed. I mean, we all fear crashing, but we try to push it out of our minds or it will affect our driving. I guess it’s a knee-jerk reaction to say that I don’t.”
• “Have you ever had a bad crash?” She envisions him in a mangled car, and she doesn’t like the feeling that it evokes within her.