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It was a crazy spin through town on a motorcycle in a snowstorm. The roads were empty, the shops shut, and not a pedestrian was in sight. Elisabeth alternated between abject terror and an adrenaline rush that made her feel as if she were flying. She would have screamed, except that she knew she'd be screaming right into Gunnar's ear, so she merely clung tight to him and wondered what had happened to her ordinary life. She knew Gunnar would not let anything happen to her, but she also knew that he was making fun of her. He clearly felt that there was something lacking in her universe, something fundamental, something basic, and instead of wasting the time and the words to try to persuade her to live on the edge, he'd decided to show her.
She suspected he was right, that something was m
