last, she was done. Savannah contemplated the beautiful ice palace and its engraved stalagmites
piercing the sky, as well as the orange lights disposed around bringing warmth to the celebration.
She lit the lighter and dropped it onto the ground, setting ablaze a complete circle of sand around
the palace. She vaulted back into the convertible, just as the man who had killed her friend had,
and pushed the acceleration pedal down. It would indeed be a long and memorable night.
