Wendy looked scared, the colour had drained from her face, and she was shivering. "There's nothing to be scared of Wendy," I said, my mouth close to her ear so she could hear me "the storm will pass and then we can get back on the road. There's no-one out there and just me in here, I promise I don't bite, not even Americans."
I was rewarded with a faint smile. "It's so dark and noisy," she whispered in my ear, "and I'm cold." She snuggled up against my body so I could feel her shivering.
I put my arms around Wendy and hugged her to me. "I don't have a blanket or anything, I'm sorry."
"Just hold me." Wendy whispered. So I held her tight. We stayed in that position for a few minutes as the rain poured down harder than ever. Wendy's shivering slowed and then stopped as we shared our combin
