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Suddenly Amanda was overcome with a feeling of dread. Was she embarrassed? She wasn’t sure. She turned around and headed over to Tom.
    “Hey, where’d you go?” Tom asked.
    “You were saying you wanted to get out of here?” Amanda said.
    “Yeah, you want to go for that ride?”
    “You’ve been drinking,” Amanda said.
    “One beer,” Tom said, putting down his paper plate. “My car’s right there.”
    Amanda glanced over at Tom’s metallic red race car sitting at the back of the lot.
    She saw Greg out of the corner of her eye. He was still chatting amicably with his skinny bimbo. Greg saw her too. Their eyes met. What to do?
    “It’s loud, I couldn’t hear you,” Amanda said.
    She moved in close to Tom, turning her ear toward him.
    Come on. Whisper in my ear.
    Tom looked down at her, his eyes smoldering. He dropped his hand down her back until it rested just above her behind.
    Come on. Do it.
    Amanda glanced across the party. Greg was still there, still in her line of sight. Now he was offering the bimbo a beer. Amanda looked at Tom as he leaned in and she felt his breathy whisper in her ear.
    “I said, Let’s take a ride.”
    Amanda glanced across the lot at Greg before leaving with Tom. It was dark enough that she wasn’t sure if he saw them as they slipped into Tom’s car and drove away.

Chapter Three

    Amanda and Tom drove through town and then onto the winding highway. Tom worked the wheel like a pro, but he drove fast, too fast for comfort, and Amanda began to question whether he was telling her the truth about that one beer he’d consumed. What at first had seemed reasonable, now felt scary to Amanda. Tom reached down for her hand. His touch was strong, possessive. She took her hand from his. She wasn’t ready for that. Not yet.
    “Tom…”
    What happened next happened so quickly that Amanda could barely recall the sequence of events. They wandered over the centerline. He said something. She screamed. And a semi-truck bore down on them, horn blasting.
    Amanda shut her eyes in fear.
    She hoped.
    She prayed.
    And Tom swerved, horns blaring. Amanda felt her whole world whirl as their car spun around. Rubber screeched. She held on the best she could, silently wishing for the best, her guts wrenching as their circular motion gradually slowed and the car came to a standstill.
    Amanda took a deep breath and opened her eyes, her heart in her throat. Dust rose around them as the semi-truck’s red taillights disappeared down the road. Their car was in the middle of the road, facing the exact opposite direction they had been going before the close call. Tom clenched the wheel tightly. He was trying to play it cool, but Amanda could tell he’d been shaken.
    “You all right?” Tom asked.
    “Have you been drinking more than you said?”
    “Like I said before. One beer.”
    “I think I’m ready to go home now,” Amanda said.
    “You sure?”
    “Quite,” Amanda said curtly.
    Tom drove back to town. What had she been thinking? Accidents could happen to anyone, but they were much more likely to happen when you drove as recklessly as Tom. Still, she reminded herself, he hadn’t meant for it to happen. It had been a lack of attention and bad timing, and the scary thing was, it could have been much worse.
    “Where am I taking you?” Tom asked.
    “1415 Wildwood Lane.”
    “Just down the road here?”
    Amanda nodded. “I’ll tell you where to turn.” She was beginning to feel bad about her harsh tone. She suspected that Tom was as shaken up as she was. “So, what about you?” Amanda asked.
    “What about me what?”
    “Where are you staying?”
    “Here, there.”
    Why was he being so cryptic?
    “Tom. Where are you spending the night?”
    “I don’t have a place yet, so I’ve been couch surfing. A night in my car, then a night at your brother’s. I’d stay there again, but he has some kind of company right now. I guess tonight I’m back in old Betsy here,” he said, tapping the