Close calls are becoming a way of life for my sister, just back from a traumatic emergency visit to her daughter (the one now sporting a horseshoe shaped scar on her head).
Today’s mail brought this e-mail from her:
“Hi sue – if u watch the news about a truck on fire on 1-95 this morng at 6:30 or so – look on the ramp near 95 – im the 1st car near the flames – i parked and ran down the 2nd ramp and waited – then the state troopers let the backed up cars go off the 2nd on ramp and i was the last one cause i told him i was very nervous – i still am shaking a little…”
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