A cold chill ran down my spine. At this time in the morning, there
should be crickets, a couple of birds chirping it up – something. The
fog tightened around me in silence, compressed by the dark walls of
trees. The hair rose on the back of my neck.
A few seconds later I was in my car, doors locked and huddled behind the steering wheel. When nothing plastered itself to the window, I let out a huff. Me? A coward? Hell, if I could drive all the way to Nova Scotia for college I could certainly handle a little roadside accident.
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A few seconds later I was in my car, doors locked and huddled behind the steering wheel. When nothing plastered itself to the window, I let out a huff. Me? A coward? Hell, if I could drive all the way to Nova Scotia for college I could certainly handle a little roadside accident.
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