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Summer RainThere’s rain on the highway. I can hear it. As the cars go speeding through the puddle that collects at the bottom of the hill every time it rains, I can hear the splashing and skidding. No one ever expects as they round that corner for a small lake to jump out in front of them. It always catches them off guard. On those warm, sticky, summer nights where the rain comes down in sheets and the sound of thunder cracks the silence, it’s easy to lose control of the car on that corner. A splash, a skid, a horn, a crack of thunder…sirens. They cover something with a black sheet. Now, I remember those warm summer nights where the rain came down in shSummer Rain
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