No. I was driving Tristan's car."

Ivy heard the sharp intake of breath.

"When I saw the window, I tried to stop the car. I stepped on the brake, but the car wouldn't slow down. Then I heard his voice. 'Ivy, stop! Stop! Don't you see, Ivy? Ivy, stop!' But I couldn't stop. I couldn't slow down. I pressed down the pedal over and over. I had no brakes!"

Ivy felt cold all over. Gregory's arms were around her, but his own skin was cold with sweat.

"Why were there no brakes?" she whispered. "Am I remembering, Gregory? What am I remembering?

Autore: Elizabeth Chandler