A Difference of Sight

A Difference of Sight

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I laugh at mom's joke. "What...?" I try to say, but I keep laughing. I look forward in my seat, and then I see it. There is a car coming straight at us. "Mom?" I say shakily. We are on a one car bridge, and the car shows no sign of stopping. She turns to me and smiles, "I love you Mar-" my name isn't halfway out her lips before the car slams into us, and her head is thrown back. My mind swirls near oblivion. This was supposed to be a vacation. The car is flung off the bridge.
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