Aftermath
December 26, 2007He found her rocking in the gravel at the side of the highway as the cars rubbernecked.
A man yelled, “I called 911!” from a rolled-down window. A child pressed a palm white as the center line against the glass of the minivan he rode in. On the other side of the highway, wind shuddered the trees.
“You must be in shock,” he said.
“No,” she replied. “I have all my wits about me.”
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