Graduate student Stories

"You've gotta be kidding me," Sarah murmured, her Southern drawl thick with disbelief as she stared at the lifeless four-wheeler before her. The unforgiving sun of Namibia bore down on her, the heat a stark contrast to the cold sweat that had formed on her brow. Her heart thudded in her chest like the beat of a drum, a rhythm that matched the sizzling dance of fear and excitement that was about to unfold in this wild, unt...