Her hair had been disarranged. There was an alive, tense, frightened look in her eyes. She was breathing fast. She was, he decided, one of the most beautiful women he’d ever seen. He also knew that she had come to his cabin in extreme fear. He closed the door and said, “Are you all right?” ...
Both drivers had something in common: the controllers in each car (Billy Quirter in one, Gloria in the other) were hungry. The sign denoting food served in the Arrow Junction General Store performed the beacon. Gloria was the first to step outside, running lightly and easi...