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The trooper walked back, handed her license over, gave a standard warning, and sent us on our way.

No drama. No sirens. No clue to anyone passing that he had just cracked my life open on the side of a highway.

We got back on the road.

Sarah was quiet after that. Too quiet. She checked the mirror too often. Her hands stayed tight on the wheel.

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