The choices Casey Evers has made in her twenty-six years
aren't exactly making her happy. In fact, her life is so
on course -- college, law school, boyfriend, job
offer -- that it's actually off. So, before she
slides into fourteen-hour days at a Chicago law firm, she
heads to Rome and Greece with her two best friends for one
last hurrah. The thing is, her best friends haven't really
been all that close to her since she started seeing John
two years ago, she hasn't been all that close to John
lately, and she's awfully partial to Mediterranean
men . . .
I rest my head against his shoulder. The
scooter starts to fly again, and Rome whizzes by -- a
myriad of fountains, marble statues, larger-than-life
doors with gigantic handles, streets that look like
alleys . . .
The rigidity that has settled in my bones
and head over the past year seems to thaw a bit. Yet with
the thaw comes an army of questions from some unused
corner of my brain. What about John? Will you tell him
about this little excursion, this man you are hugging?
What happens when you get back, when you have to start
work, when you can no longer escape the world? I lift my
head and let the wind snarl my hair around my face, trying
to forget these questions, the ones with rifles in hand
that are waiting to fire holes in my flimsy curtain of
contentment.
Set against the backdrop of sparkling
beaches and old-world villages, Burning the Map
ignites the fire within us all, to shine in unexpected
ways . . .