The open road had been consuming my thoughts for weeks. I was more than ready to leave the doomed city and its drab people behind. There was also no way I was going to fight in their bloody army. But then I saw her. I almost didn’t stop. The girl’s beauty was a beacon that drew me in, simply too much for my instincts to resist. Her hand outstretched, pleading for my assistance. Only mine. No one else could be trusted with such a delicate angel. I am not going to fall in love again, I told myself as I let off the gas pedal. This time would be different. Wanna get out of here?
