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In rear view, Lara could see she was being followed.

© Resa McConaghy

© Resa McConaghy

“Lara, what are you doing in Ottawa?” a loud friendly voice caught her off guard. She had been walking in the direction of home, dreaming of home. “Can I drop you at your hotel?”

“Great,” Lara said automatically, having recognized the voice. She slipped into the passenger seat of the sexy sports car.

“So, how do you like my new car?”  friendly voice asked, as Lara peered into the rear view mirror spotting her tail.

“Fabulous,” she murmured loudly. “Show me how fast she goes!”