The Empty Cell Phone

The Empty Cell Phone

I stabbed the brakes in panic as I came around the bend. A car was in the middle of the road and steam was pouring from under the hood. A woman that looked like she was over seventy had both hands on the trunk and was unsuccessfully attempting to push the broken down car up the mountain. She shot a startled look behind her as she heard the gravel crunching under my tires as I pounded the brake and swerved to the side of the road to avoid a collision.

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