Part Two: Chapter Twenty Seven

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"Dad. Call a cab. Please. We'll pick the car up in the morning," I beg over the receiver.

"I'm fine baby. I've only had a couple beers. I'm good to drive. I'll be home soon."

"No Dad, please-" The line cuts off, and a wave of panic sets in.     


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