Food packs had run out. Suddenly, the soldiers were beating on the pickup roof, yelling, "Go! Go!" Louise's passenger door opened, and the white blur of the sister flew inside shouting, "Rapido! Rapido!" From out of the jungle, the men came toward them, long sharp machetes in their hands. She started the pickup; it died--twice. Louise had come to Honduras to teach for one year in a mission school on the primitive and dangerous North Coast. The one...