Sharon Dunn

She clicked into Reverse and hit the gas, then spun around and pointed the car toward the snowy road.
Mel gripped the armrest. “NASCAR, here we come. Who taught you to drive like that?”
A heaviness descended on her like a shroud, and she felt that stab to her heart. Nick had taught her to drive like that. Little had she realized he was grooming her to be his getaway driver.