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    Iced Up

    Jamie slammed his hand against the dash of the car and the heater fan rattled to life.

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    Doug Langille

    Doug Langille

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    Iced Up

    Jamie slammed his hand against the dash of the car and the heater fan rattled to life. The sun glared through the crystallized windshield as he waited for the little oval of visibility slowly grew in front of him. He looked down to the gas gauge and wondered if he’d make it to the station.

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    Tags: grounded, solitude, tension

    Published: October 13, 2014

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