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At every intersection, people stepped back. Windows opened. Heads turned.
No one ignored us now.
The fear I’d been choking on all afternoon?
Gone.
In its place was something colder. Sharper.
They had counted on silence.
On no consequences.
On no one crossing the line for kids like us.
They were about to be wrong.
Cedar Ridge Park came into view.
The engines cut all at once.
Silence dropped like a hammer.
And for the first time… Trevor looked scared.
I do not look back after the hotel vanishes behind the bend of the coastal road. The Gulf Shores night slides past the …
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