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ing, raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face,

n the window of the car, vaguely seeing the

on the car window:

he bumped into the fence. If anyth

n the car door and leaned in. "Are you still okay

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hot hand like an iron chain locking aro

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u wann

ice low and hoarse, like a stream

ing to him, talking about her walking in the middle of

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Taylor's head went numb, stamme

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