The ride_(1) |
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Introduction: The long winding road only reviled itself as far as the headlights stretched. The low hum of the tires as it runs along the paved highways. He had very little stimuli on this long trip, few lights, just a flat road and corn fields. Adam’s eyes felt as though there was sandpaper on the lids and with every blink he felt the abrasion. He’s glancing over every so often, to look at his wife Jenny in her comatose state. |