Chapter four

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We are at his car and I have a weird feeling about it. “Here is my insurance numbers.”

“Okay.” He hands me a slip of paper and I lean over on the hood of his car. As I am leaning over the hood of his car, I feel something slip over my mouth. It tastes funny. Then I black out.

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