The Intersection That Felt Like a Battlefield
It was the five-way intersection at Hastings and Gilmore that broke me. The lights seemed to change at random, fed by some secret timer I couldn't decode. Cars pushed forward from every direction, inching into the box like they were playing chicken. I’d sit behind the wheel of my mom’s sedan, my palms slick on the steering wheel, waiting for a gap that never came. My dad’s...
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