The Perfect Excuse

The Death Road was lit up like daylight by the headlights, and the fine dust was tinged with a soft glow as it swirled in the light.

The crowd, which had been gathered in small groups to watch the spectacle, now parted like a tide, clearing the way down the center.

Julian, sitting in his wheelchair, came into view for everyone.

His pure black shirt made his flawless, art-like face look even more c