“Hey,” I say gruffly, reaching over to touch her cold cheeks. “Sorry to drop in on you like this.” She laughs weakly, which turns into a cough. “Thank you for coming.” “Why couldn’t you just drive into a ditch like a normal girl?” I ask her, as I check her body for any signs of bleeding or broken bones. “Maybe crash into a little tree or a telephone pole if you wanted my attention? This is a little bit dramatic for a third date.” “Third date?” she asks, with a tired smile. She doesn’t seem to understand why I am touching her body. She seems dizzy and confused as she struggles to unbuckle her
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Always with the smart ass jokes...
