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The police asked where I was, but I didn't know. It was a long stretch of road, covered in snow, with no street sign. But I was near Oliver's house, which was on Hollow Lane.367Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuTuv9HF8HT
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"Is your GPS on?" the woman on the other end of the phone asked. "We can track you that way."367Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvSpV2CshT8
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I nod, but then realize she can't see me. "Yes," I say. "Please hurry."367Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9visyWBjPt
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I end the call, and look over at my car; it's a mangled mess of blue and crushed glass. But I'm not in it. I'm out here, deep in the snow, my hands on a dead body, hoping he's just hurt, but alive.367Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9gPQJ9AJPE
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But I know he's not.367Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCQFfi0fbEL
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He's gone, and it's all my fault.367Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoIaVz3bhQ4
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It seems like hours before I hear the sirens.
