She bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, and said self-reproachfully, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have stubbornly let Ella teach me how to drive, leading to such a tragedy. Now Mr. Lindsey must be worried sick. It's all because of me, it's all because of me—I'm so damn useless..."
"Yolanda!"
Dilbert Walker sensed her emotional breakdown and hastily held her tightly, fearing she might lose control, harm herself, or do something drastic. He held her securely, comforting her as he whispered softly near her ear, "Don't do this, Yolanda. Neither you nor Miss Ella will have any trouble. You mustn't bring up that word 'death' again, understand?"
"But Ella, she..." Yolanda Bardot's tears flowed endlessly.
