I awaken to a bright ray of light shining on my face. A male voice calls out to me, “Ma’am, are you okay?” He asks. My vision is blurry, I blink a few times before answering, “Yeah, I think so.” I respond as I feel a trickle running down my forehead. I struggle to reach up and feel my head with the airbag still inflated. The man leans into the vehicle to inspect my forehead, “You got a nice little cut on the top of your head. I’ve been following you for a couple of miles. What were you chasing after?” He asks. I wince from the surge of pain that shoots through my right side, “I wasn’t chasing anyone, I was trying to head home.” I tell him, hoping he won’t be able to tell that I’m lying. He lays his hands on the window of my car, “Ma’am have you been drinking?” He asks. I blink my ey
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