Lana nudged me with her elbow, indicating that it was time to move on; in my bones I could feel her anxiety as if we were twins and on some level we thought and believed the same things. Her anxiety became mine as we moved away from the slim safety of our little alcove and made a path toward the opening in the maze. Trusting in Lanas intuition, I knew that once we slipped between the hedges we would be safe again from harm and well on our way to the final destination. On darting into the murky but comforting confines of the towering foliage, my heart raced excitedly. We grabbed hands and moved at a slow trot spurred by our own inner desires. But suddenly, a fierce something flung us back. A second later we were on the ground grappling for airthough breathing air was not the problem. Much
