He exited quietly out the back. She let him go and obviously didn't care for him anymore.
He sighed and reached for his car keys. The ride home was mostly uneventful. His thoughts roamed, from her to the car to his new job as a janitor at the gym. He reached down to turn the radio dial and never saw it coming.
At sixteen years of age Randal Jackson was killed by a drunk driver.
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