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His phone buzzed. A text from his sister: “First allergies of the season! My eyes feel like they’re full of sand. gottaluvapril”
He typed back: “Just ate pavement in a grocery store parking lot. Shopping cart came out of nowhere. It had a death wish.”
He’d left his jacket at home.
He limped to his car. The key fob wouldn’t work—battery dead, because of course. He unlocked the door manually, sat in the driver’s seat, and just breathed for a minute. The frozen peas went on his head. His glasses fogged up.
