My name is Taylor Rivers, and the first thing I remember from that afternoon wasn’t a voice, a siren, or a command.
It was the sound of tires screaming against pavement.
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My name is Taylor Rivers, and the first thing I remember from that afternoon wasn’t a voice, a siren, or a command.
It was the sound of tires screaming against pavement.
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