Lyle’s one cheek and lip are swollen badly. Chloe bends forward and carefully pecks him on the forehead and takes his hand.
“Lyle, my little Iron Man, you are a little living miracle! Ronnie, Leo, and Hayley are waiting in the corridor. They want to give us some alone time and when it’s okay with you, I shall call them.”
There are tears in his eyes. “Chloe, we hung over the cliff the whole night and looked down into the endless abyss. I was thankful that mom was unconscious. The cold was terrible and the pain never ending. I thought we would die there because no one would search for us and save us. I had to hang there motionless on the seatbelt because every movement threatened to wriggle us free so that we would plunge to our death. I just wanted to give up and try to get out of the wre
