Belle’s back slumped heavily against the seat. She squinted, staring at the empty road stretching out before the windshield. “Is it hard for everyone, or is it just me?”

Her voice quickly softened.

Ian pressed his lips together, thinking to himself, 'Goodness! First, it was a fight scene, then a crazy scene, and now we're onto the tragic one.'

Belle sniffled.

Her eyelids were growing heavy, almost too heavy to keep open, yet she ...