Wolfe High Speed Fun [portable] — Ivy

Then she laughed. A raw, giddy sound that echoed off the salt flats.

Because silence had almost caught her tonight. And next time, she intended to be gone before it arrived. ivy wolfe high speed fun

The car stopped. Not gently. The passenger-side door caved against a buried rock, and the silence that followed was the loudest thing Ivy had ever heard. Then she laughed

Ivy Wolfe had one rule for herself: never let the silence settle. Silence meant thinking, and thinking meant remembering the life she’d left behind—the one with the desk job, the beige cubicle, the clock that ticked louder than her dreams. Then she laughed. A raw

That’s when she found the dry lake bed.