You take the "Human" fruit from the bowl and eat it quickly. It doesn't sit well with your stomach.
"Come on, Mark, Let's go," Brit says, dragging you out by the arm. Her uncle must have said something that offended her. Out in the car, she lights up a smoke. "I hate that asshole. Did you know he forced my cousin to lie about my dad during his trial? She's EIGHT!"
You think about Stacy, that sweet innocent little girl, committing perjury in court because her father told her to. It was so sad. It made you want to- "The Road!" You lost sight of it. The dashboard has creeped up and blocked your field of vision. You reach for the breaks, but they're too far away! What's going on?
"Stacy?" You hear right before the car goes down a hill and slams into a tree. Before you black out, you're filled with concern. For who?
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