An early morning commute turns into a fight for survival.
Content Warnings: Car Accident due to texting, homophobia
I’m not normally a suspicious woman, but three white cars had been lined up perfectly abreast behind me on the freeeway for a solid thirty miles now, and my pulse was starting to pound in my ears. Some people loved to drive, but not me. Especially not when I was already uneasy as it was.
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