…….Then he commanded me to get on the bike. I did as he commanded fearful of not getting on the bike. He fired it up, peeled out and the terror ride home began. I was screaming all the while sobbing through tears because I am quite literally almost paralyzed with my own fear we’re going so fast. There’s no calming the rage that’s brewing inside him, and the motorcycle is the tool he used to power through the fit of furiousness. I was along for the ride whether I liked it or not. He’s playing chicken with oncoming cars. He eventually swerved in front of a car and I screamed and we ended up on the opposite side of road’s shoulder to avoid the head on collision he tried to create. We came to a stop and my words I said earlier had come back to haunt me because once we came to a stop, John said, ‘I thought that you were not afraid to die’. I believe that was the enemy’s voice. One thing is for sure. God was with us on that bike and I wasn’t meant to die there, because if it were up to him I believe he would have killed us both for my actions that night.
Chapter 3 summary of One Way Out