Prologue

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I remember it like it was yesterday. November 15, 2011. Max's 17th birthday. It was a beautiful day in Louisiana. I planned to make this the best birthday he's ever had. I decided I would drive down the backroad instead of taking the main road to his house. It was far quicker and much more scenic. The only people that ever took this particular road were delivery trucks and a few of the locals.

God, I should have remembered Hank used that road.

He was driving down that road (drunk as usual) and he was tailing me the whole time. I was nervous as it was to have him driving on the same road as me, but to have him right behind me on a narrow backroad that nearly nobody knows about... I'm more than lucky that I told Max I was taking that road.

Before I knew what was happening Hank had pressed on the gas and rear ended me, sending me into a tailspin off the road and into a ditch. That's the last thing I remember before blacking out.

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