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from her. I feel the pain in my pelvis

again, and I shriek. I look at his face,

and it's twisted and distorted in panic.

His hands are covered in blood. He

shows it to me. I turn the key and speed

off. I can barely see where I am going,

but I know that as long as I keep moving

forward, I will be all right. I push down

hard on the accelerator toward the

entrance ramp to the highway. I know