“Please Trust Me,” the Driver Said as He Hid Me in the Trunk on My Son’s Wedding Day.

and lavender. Frederick handed me a dark, heavy blanket.

“Cover yourself completely. He can’t see you.”

I pulled the blanket over my head and the world went dim. I could hear my own breathing, loud and fast in the enclosed space. My heart hammered against my ribs. The door closed softly, and then I heard him—Blake’s voice, bright and excited. “Ready continue reading …