They had been out, anxiously awaiting their arrival home. It was mom’s turn to drive. Dad: exhausted. Boys: strapped in, sleeping.
The road was shiny with ice. She didn’t notice. They slid out of control on her first turn. In a matter of minutes, their family of four reduced to the two who started it. The driver: hospitalised. Husband grieving.
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I'm telling you!
And you did a talk bout Nicki?!
yea, but I didn't make this one up. There's a difference.
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