MorganMichael

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Like two planets whose gravitational fields pull them together, we begin on a collision course, gathering speed and momentum, neither of us yet aware of the other. I know a crash is coming, but I don’t know who, what, or where. My day is twelve hours of bracing for impact. The buzzer on the radio squawks. A car has hit a pedestrian. The victim is unconscious on scene, rigs seven and twelve are responding, and I know our planets are about to collide.
Trauma Room Two
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