If I could only turn back. But that would gain me nothing.
I know I cannot stop. Though there is no hungry dog pushing me forward, I can feel an urgency pressing at my back, as if Dominick himself were nudging me forward with his hand. Deciding that this open space in the maze may be the one place where I can wait for Evie to appear, I move toward the center of the circular area, running in sure steps across the grassy path before memuch easier to traverse than the rocky stones inside the maze. I dart behind trees, hoping they will provide me some degree of safety from the terror that drives the other women from this place.
But I cant linger long. Some inner urging demands that I move forward. I have to press on. I have to stay sane. Yes, stay sane, Lana! Think clearly! Dont let your
