They found us fifty meters down the side of the mountain against a stand of Spruce, covered in tiny shards of glass from the broken windows, the necklace still in one piece around my neck. They extracted me from my seatbelt, unconscious but breathing, and tended to the huge contusion on my forehead from the spent airbag. They said the Volvo saved my life when we spun off the road. They recovered her lifeless body. Later, they reported her heart had torn apart. They apologized.
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Awesome tragedy and the end there. Phew! Great six. Very well done.
Very poignant. Nicely done six.
Sad, but a great six.
Great tension here. An out-of-body experience? I’d read more to find out exactly what was going on.