Drive

I pull my legs back and kick the front window. It cracks and cracks, then – shatters.

Grab the steering wheel. White knuckle that bitch. Shake us both to hell.

Heel through the dash.

Dials smash.

Grab the L’ville slugger from the back.

Fuck this. Fuck that.

MOTHER FUCKER.

Drive on.

Smile.

It’s all in my head.

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