Crashing Slow and Sudden
Issue #111
Spring 2010
What I also didn’t expect was the premonition. Through the windshield, I half-saw two angels, two somber old gentlemen telling me my life was due. But when I thought to them I still have a five-year-old son to raise, and...
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