Chapter 12

• At that moment she saw the Mackerson Farm house in the distance, like a painting on a huge board, amidst a landscape as green as a pot of paint thrown randomly onto a blank canvas.
• She was never more sure of a thing than what she was determined to do. She needed to take a risk, have a voice, be seen and no longer live unnoticed.
• After that train robbery and seeing her life flash before her eyes in a split second, Sarah had changed her way of thinking. It could all be over in an instant. There was a high possibility of being killed violently. And I would have stopped doing and saying things I always wanted to. She trusted Tristan more than anyone in her life, even though he was a complete stranger, someone she'd barely had contact with. And if he wanted her to do that, it certainly had to be nice and safe.