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I was trapped--and about to die. Sweat formed on my brow and the palms of my hands as I drove along the winding coastal road. I tried to check the car's speed, but it raced on of its own volition. In a flash, I knew what had happened. Someone had fixed the brakes! In only minutes the car would fly out over the water and I would plunge to my death. Terrified, I gripped the steering wheel, shutting my eyes against the approaching moment. And I prayed. Then, unable to contain my fright any longer, I screamed ... and screamed.... | I was trapped--and about to die. Sweat formed on my brow and the palms of my hands as I drove along the winding coastal road. I tried to check the car's speed, but it raced on of its own volition. In a flash, I knew what had happened. Someone had fixed the brakes! In only minutes the car would fly out over the water and I would plunge to my death. Terrified, I gripped the steering wheel, shutting my eyes against the approaching moment. And I prayed. Then, unable to contain my fright any longer, I screamed ... and screamed.... | ||
Revision as of 00:51, 15 August 2007
- Author: Domenica
- Publisher: Harlequin Mystique # 101
- Year: 1980
I was trapped--and about to die. Sweat formed on my brow and the palms of my hands as I drove along the winding coastal road. I tried to check the car's speed, but it raced on of its own volition. In a flash, I knew what had happened. Someone had fixed the brakes! In only minutes the car would fly out over the water and I would plunge to my death. Terrified, I gripped the steering wheel, shutting my eyes against the approaching moment. And I prayed. Then, unable to contain my fright any longer, I screamed ... and screamed....
