“Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” he replied, “You?”
I nodded. I looked back at the car. It made a violent right turn. “Do you think he was drunk?”
“Maybe.” He placed his hand on my hand, “God, I thought we were going to be hit.”
“At least if we died,” I smiled, “I would have died with you.”
“Yeah,” he replied, “You?”
I nodded. I looked back at the car. It made a violent right turn. “Do you think he was drunk?”
“Maybe.” He placed his hand on my hand, “God, I thought we were going to be hit.”
“At least if we died,” I smiled, “I would have died with you.”
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