Jasper
I sped through the all too memorable New York landscape, dodging cars as I wove in and out of the everyday traffic. Getting into really small spaces, that a very skilled driver would have been proud to be able to do, a bit like playing a dangerous game of bumper cars. She had written her last note to me and the words were seared into my mind... Well, it would be her last if I didn't get there on time...
I hoped to God that I wouldn't be too late...