http://slow.writerscafe.org/Alana%20Taylor The original writings of author Alana Taylor en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776032344 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Chapter FiveI’m like a deer in headlights.Clueless, out of my depth, and unprepared. The only difference is thata deer has no choice; otherwise, they’d avoid the headlights, stick to the darkforest sidelining the road. Safe. I guess I’m that one insane deer with the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alana-Taylor/939899/ Chapter FourI’m missing something.A piece to the jigsaw, a clue, an answer. It’s blaring before my eyes,dancing on the tip of my tongue�"but stays just out of reach. I have that hollowfeeling in my stomach that comes when you know,but can’t remember. T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alana-Taylor/939898/ Chapter ThreeThe disco lights beamed before my eyes. Red, yellow,green, blue, and repeat. They flashed in time with the chants�"“Fight,fight!”�"from outside, and also with my thumping heart. I could feel the tensionbuilding, the atmosphere glaciating.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alana-Taylor/939895/ ChapterTwo“I see something.” The voice belonged to anunfamiliar man. He wore a tight blue shirt with “Detective” written above thebreast pocket. I watched as he pointed into the dark night, brows furrowed, ashe continued, “Over there, under the Old Oak.&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alana-Taylor/939891/ Chapter One“Fight, fight!”The disco lights splayed over the brooding shadowsthat lurked upon the dance floor. A pulsating heat accompanied them, fillingthe frigid atmosphere, building sweat on their brows. If it wasn’t for therepetitive chants outside"“Fight.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alana-Taylor/939887/ You've got a typical teenage girl and guy. Naturally, the sexual tension leads to endless flirting, but hold the groan: here's a shocker. Maddi's got more on her plate than romance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alana-Taylor/939885/