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The police asked where I was, but I didn't know. It was a long stretch of road, covered in snow, with no street sign. But I was near Oliver's house, which was on Hollow Lane.477Please respect copyright.PENANAv49RJvLKcQ
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"Is your GPS on?" the woman on the other end of the phone asked. "We can track you that way."477Please respect copyright.PENANAgixzFPMr5z
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I nod, but then realize she can't see me. "Yes," I say. "Please hurry."477Please respect copyright.PENANACx3KzlCv0Z
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I end the call, and look over at my car; it's a mangled mess of blue and crushed glass. But I'm not in it. I'm out here, deep in the snow, my hands on a dead body, hoping he's just hurt, but alive.477Please respect copyright.PENANArPm8mYx5OJ
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But I know he's not.477Please respect copyright.PENANA02iYtMOlfy
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He's gone, and it's all my fault.477Please respect copyright.PENANAAwLbTAtlJK
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It seems like hours before I hear the sirens.