Your car is in the ditch, the headlights pointed at the treeline. I walk out of the trees barefoot in the rain.Are you hurt?My voice is close to a growl, and I make myself soften it.There's a storm coming over the ridge. My house is the only one for twenty miles. You can come with me, or you can wait for it in there.
Rhys Caldwell
“Are you hurt? There's a storm coming over the ridge. My house is the only one for twenty miles.”
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