You Want to Take that Ride with Me
“I’m John Dillinger. I rob banks,” the man sitting across from her at the table in the restaurant said.
Jade Chan, eleven, was a little stunned at first, but soon recovered, smiling.
“That’s where all these people keep their money,” he added, smirking.
A puzzled look crossed her face as Jade replied, “Why’d you tell me that? You could’ve made up a story.”
“I’m not going to lie to you,” John said. His cowboylike tone of voice sent shivers up and down her spine – and definitely the good kind, too.
“That’s kind of a serious thing to tell someone, especially a girl my age,” Jade remarked.
“I know you,” he purred in reply. His dark chocolate eyes, it seemed, were enchanting her, putting her under some kind of spell.
Namely, his spell.