TELL-A-TALE Week 2
The springs in the old truck dug into my underside as we bounced across the desert. 3:00 AM and I was trying to sleep, but the lighting was so bright that when I closed my eyes, the glow across my lids was too much and I opened them just in time to see the last threads of lighting touch the dusty ground.
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