From Issue 10: When Time Stops

When Time Stops Eleanor Duke We all woke up at once when our rear tires skidded sideways across the right shoulder of the highway. The driver fell asleep despite downing three Red Bulls before our departure, and he jolted awake when the car vibrated violently on the rumble strips. In trying to correct his swerve,…

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