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by Abigail Drake


  I’ll be honest here. I didn’t even know I had hazard lights, although, of course I’d read about them in my driver’s ed class last summer. They blinked on and off, illuminating the darkness around me with an eerie, pulsating beacon.

  I unbuckled my seat belt and searched for something to break a window with but couldn’t find a single thing. I swung my purse at it (useless), pounded it with the heel of my shoe (even more useless), and even tried stabbing it with my nail file (not my proudest moment). I grabbed my phone, which, on retrospect, was what I should have done in the first place, but when I tried to call for help, it was too late.

  As the car filled with water, and I gasped for air, the last thing I saw was the awful color on my nails as I scratched and clawed at the window until my fingers bled and everything turned black. As I died, I thought about my parents, and my friends, and all the things I would never get to do. I thought about Mr. Wan as well. He’d lost his very best customer due to his own negligence, and I hoped he would be sorry. Thinking about how bad he’d feel gave me a little peace before I slipped away into darkness.

  About the Author

  National award winning author Abigail Drake has spent her life traveling the world and collecting stories wherever she visited. Abigail is a trekkie, a book hoarder, the master of the Nespresso machine, a red wine drinker, and a chocoholic. She lives in Beaver, Pennsylvania with her husband, three sons, and a mischievous Labrador named Capone.

  Also by Abigail Drake

  Women’s Fiction

  Love, Chocolate, and a Dog Named Al Capone

  The Hocus Pocus Magic Shop

  The Enchanted Garden Cafe

  Delayed Departure

  Sophie and Jake

  Saying Goodbye

  Traveller

  Young Adult Fiction

  Tiger Lily

  Novellas

  Can’t Buy Me Love

  Valentine Kisses

  Short Stories

  Over the River and Through the Woods

  Into the Woods

 

 

 


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