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One second.
Maybe two.
Long enough to see the blue bottle wedged against the floor.
Long enough for a pickup truck to appear beside me.
The horn blasted.
I jumped.
A dark blue truck was level with my driver’s window.
The man behind the wheel already had his window down.
« Watch the road, will you!? »
My hands tightened around the steering wheel.
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