Valerie Came Home From Deployment to Find Her Twelve-Year-Old Daughter in Intensive Care
Her right wrist had a red burn across the back, like a seam.
She rubbed it with her thumb.
“Airbag,” she said.
“Ugly thing.”
I didn’t answer.
She stepped back into the hall, and Charles’s voice came through the door, saying my name.
I found him by the main entrance at nine, where the automatic doors let in a strip of cold October air.
“Why was the car on the road at 10:43?” I asked.
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