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The Wave
The wave appeared from nowhere, its crest rising quickly to tower over the unsuspecting woman even as it raced forward to overtake and engulf her. Too late, I opened my mouth to shout a useless warning. "You'd think drivers would be more considerate after a heavy rain, wouldn't you?" Drenched, she nodded in silent agreement.
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