I Stopped On Interstate 95 Thinking It Was Just A Teenager Causing Trouble — What I Found Alone In The Darkness Shattered My Heart

wind coming off Interstate 95 cut across my face like ice, but the chill that moved through me at that moment had nothing to do with the weather.

I stood frozen, staring at the little girl.

Her bruised arm was still raised.

Her trembling finger pointed directly beyond the rusted guardrail, down into the deep, black ravine hidden behind it.

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