Daily Writing Blurb

"It has to be him," Cora shouted over the extreme gusts of wind. She slammed on the gas, jerking Isa and Thea in the back seat.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Thea asked, eyeing the electric storm with serious doubts.
"It's the only way," Cora replied, wincing at the tires’ screech as she pulled off the freeway onto a dirt road. To the center of the storm, she whispered, "I'm coming, Allen."

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