"Yes," said Nancy. "I'm fine. Just a few splinters." And the lump on my head, but who's counting?

Scott released a breath. "Good. I'm… glad." He closed his eyes. "That was close," he said.

"It was," agreed Nancy. "Too close. Scott…" She bit her lip. "Why were you driving so recklessly?"

"I… The car was…" Scott shook his head. "It doesn't matter. You should go. Call the police or something."

Nancy's face dropped. She had forgotten for a moment what had happened. "I…" She swallowed. "Not yet. I want… I want to know what happened. I want to trust you."