Those late-night drives felt holy. The kind of quiet that makes you believe in second chances, in families that somehow stitch themselves back together. But winter always exposes what summer lets you ignore. The milkshakes stopped. The excuses multiplied. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes anymore. One night, shaking, I hit play on the dashcam fo… Continues…
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