“Let me assist you, ma’am.” Violet fought her emotions. She wouldn’t cry again. The evening wind whipped about his open Jeep as they traveled down the darkened, winding road. True to his word, he turned off the highway a few minutes later and headed down a paved road through the thick trees. She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, once again, she’d entered an enchanted forest. Everything seemed calmer and more peaceful. Her life back home didn’t exist in this world. No one would think to find her here. A moment later, they emerged into an opening, and he parked in front of a small white house with cedar shingles. A gravel pathway led through tall grass and wildflowers to his front door. She couldn’t have imagined a more picturesque escape if she’d tried. Inside, Ryan flipped on the lights, showcasing a comfortable, if a bit messy, home. Stacks of newspapers sat next to a laptop on the kitchen table. Shoes and a couple of discarded t-shirts rested next to the couch. Two empty beer cans hung out with a leftover pizza container on the coffee table.
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