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Unformatted text preview: her side was warm; her fawn lay there waiting, alive, still, never to be born. Beside that mountain road I hesitated. The car aimed ahead its lowered parking lights; under the hood purred the steady engine. I stood in the glare of the warm exhaust turning red; around our group I could hear the wilderness listen. I thought hard for us allmy only swerving, then pushed her over the edge into the river....
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This note was uploaded on 03/15/2012 for the course HUM 101 taught by Professor Yorgason during the Fall '11 term at BYU.
- Fall '11