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Bob had never been so happy to see the sun as he had when the dust settled and they could see again. He cautiously opened his door, not sure what to expect. Dust blanketed the earth, but he could tell that they were indeed on the side of the road, and there weren’t any ravines or cliffs that they had been in danger of driving over. At least Debbie had been right about that.
Bob wandered a little further away from the road, needing some time to himself. As soon as the storm had passed Debbie had jumped into action, calling the police about the accident and the tow truck to help get them to a repair shop. But he couldn’t handle all that—not yet. He was too immersed in his own self-loathing, and no matter what he tried, he couldn’t shake it. When they had been hit from behind, and he now
