Sometimes there is no light at the end of the tunnel…click on the picture

Screen Shot 2014-05-23 at 9.50.17 AMAnne’s mood switched abruptly from near-terror to anger; she felt fury at the Escalade’s driver and deliberately pressed the “Sport” button on the dash, tapped the paddle shift on the steering column, yanked the wheel to the right, and as the engine engaged the Ferrari rocketed from eighty-seven miles per hour to two hundred miles per hour in seconds, but it felt like a little eternity… pg. 178, It’s in His Kiss

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