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.PP
.ps 10
no radio in the truck was a blessing, and she never talked, so things
were going well.
.PP
.ps 10
mom would just run over whatever happened to run out in front of her.
in the big truck you could feel everything, but it didn't matter
because the truck just kept going.  sometimes vidya would turn around
and try to look for whatever it was they had just run over, but
usually it was useless because they were moving so fast, and the road
had too many curves.
.PP
.ps 10
since the accident things had changed.  mom gripped the steering wheel
with both hands, always facing straight ahead.  sometimes she would
ask him questions, and, absentmindedly, foolishly, he would answer.
.PP
.ps 10
today it had been about the woods.  where it was he went, what it was
he did when he got there.  vidya thoughtlessly told her the truth
about everything.  he realized it was a mistake even as he began.
today he wished for a radio in the truck.
.PP
.ps 10
she was yelling.  the abandoned structure would be off\-limits from now
on.  he was yelling.  she wouldn't even know about these things if he
hadn't told her.  (he realized, now, this might be a key.) he couldn't
get her to understand.  she didn't care.
.PP
.ps 10
the truck had steadily continued to accelerate.  the angrier she got,
the faster it went.  she was angry at him for glancing nervously at
the road, which fed directly into the circumstance that had aggravated
his anxiety in the first place.  she didn't seem to notice what she
was doing, or how it contributed to exacerbate the situation.  vidya
was concerned now they were about to have another accident, which of
course, they were.  it was all so predictable, like something he'd
written.
.PP
.ps 10
saved by the flashing lights.  mom was now angry that vidya had cost
her a traffic citation.  she hadn't started yelling, yet (the
policeman had not yet made it back to his cruiser), but vidya could
tell she was about to start.  it was how this worked.
.PP
.ps 10
he waited.