Haley

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Slipping my phone back in my pocket, I step off the curb. Then a few things happen all at once. First, my entire life flashes before my fucking eyes as a blue pickup truck blasts through the pedestrian walkway. Slamming on his horn, the driver runs the red light, nearly turning me into mashed potatoes. I’m only saved by the second thing. A pair of strong arms wrap around my chest from behind and jerks me back just in time. “Look out,” says a gruff voice in my ear. Then I’m falling. All I see is sky as I drop back in slow motion, those firm arms locked around my chest. My perfect cup of coffee ...more
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