The Angels Were With You
November 30th 2008 “Allô?”
“Allô! Ça va toi?”
“Are you OK?” I looked straight up to my feet. It took little time to smell the decaying grass protruding through the smashed windshield. I wiggled my toes. Fine. I could move my arms, legs, and neck. I felt fine.
“Yes, I think so.: All I could make out was his voice and beams from his flashlight that penetrated the snow-covered brush.
“Are you alone?
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