17 - The Unholy Agenda

Lyle’s one cheek and lip are swollen badly. Chloe bends forward and carefully pecks him on the forehead and takes his hand. "Lyle, my little Iron Man, you are a little living miracle! Ronnie, Leo, and Hayley are waiting in the corridor. They want to give us some alone time and when it’s okay with you, I shall call them.” There are tears in his eyes. "Chloe, we hung over the cliff the whole night and looked down into the endless abyss. I was thankful that mom was unconscious. The cold was terrible and the pain never ending. I thought we would die there because no one would search for us and save us. I had to hang there motionless on the seatbelt because every movement threatened to wriggle us free so that we would plunge to our death. I just wanted to give up and try to get out of the wreck when I heard the echoes of your voice. I first thought it was my imagination but then I heard it again. Thank you, Chloe; thank you so very much that you searched for us and that you yelled over th