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She drove to emergency, so why did she want me there?
It’s too far to walk from the parking lot.
She drove about thirty but it felt like ninety on the highway. I prayed for the passerby’s and the parked car’s safety. I know thirty isn’t that fast but it is when local traffic’s crowded and you’re in a car that swerves left-to-right. It was my punishment, I really hate when she drives fast but I had no choice but to breathe or hold my breath.
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