Chapter SixteenWarmth rolled over her where she lay. Her eyes fluttered open, taking in the stars. She took a deep breath as the memory of the impact washed over her. The speeding truck slammed into her polar bear, sending both over the cliff. Monica winced in agony as she pulled herself up. Ribs ground against each other, blasting her with pain that threatened to black her out. She fell back on the ground.
She turned her head experimentally. To her right, the SUV lay upside down, its front end caved in. The twisted metal was barely recognizable as a vehicle. They'd rolled down the cliff for three hundred feet before coming to rest at the lip of the gorge. She spread her hands out; the lip of the gorge was only a few feet to her right.
Okay, move carefully, get to the SUV, get Kirk out.
