But you did stop and we didnt do either. He turned her to face him and brushed a strand of her silky blond hair back from her cheek. Come on. Molly was making fresh bread. I havent had fresh bread since...well, hell. I dont think Ive ever had fresh bread. Mom wasnt much of a cook because she worked full-time.
He guided her back to the Jeep and settled her in the passenger seat. Then he took the wheel and eased away from the cliff and back onto the right side of the road. The rest of the trip was completed in silence, with Chance focusing all of his attention on what little he could see of the road in front of him.
Devils shroud was an accurate description of the fog. But what had been the white aberration that had nearly caused them to fly off the edge of the cliff?