“Book Descriptions:Finally, this felt like revenge.
I was out of the labyrinth, it was all a memory, no map needed. I could enjoy the scenery. Enjoy looking. So I looked.
The tautening skin, the stirring muscles, those green eyes, vibrant despite their sightlessness. I stared at him as if he were a picture. I stared at him the way women never get to stare at men: without fear.” DRIVE