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When I look beyond the sight of the gun at my belly, I see her and my heart stops beating in my chest. Not from the gun in my belly but from the look of fury in her eyes. Only problem is it wasn’t me that caused her to lay down her bike and it wasn’t me that hit her and ran just like it wasn’t me that left her alone and bleeding but it was me that found her and she was really pissed when I pulled over to help her. Lord save me from this mouthy woman.