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surprised Erin even more than the sickening horror of the accident, was that the driver didn’t even seem to brake.
    Erin felt a terrible dread freeze her limbs for a moment, then she was on her feet and sprinting in the fresh snow toward her friend. She reached her in moments, and crouched down beside her limp body. Suzie had her eyes closed, and looked perfectly fine. No blood or other sign anything out of the ordinary had happened. In fact, it appeared she was just taking a little nap in the middle of the street, just because she could.
    She shook her friend, placing a hand on the girl’s chest, then jerked her hand back when a voice shouted in her rear.
    “Don’t touch her!”
    Looking up, she saw a woman racing to, accompanied by Father Ramon.
    Tears now flooded Erin’s cheeks as she brought her gloved hands to her face.
    “Suzie,” she sobbed.
    The woman knelt down beside her friend, and quickly and methodically started checking her. She seemed to know what she was doing, Erin thought, and stared down at the scene as if she wasn’t really there. As if she was in a dream, and all this wasn’t really happening.
    “You better call an ambulance,” murmured the woman to Father Ramon.
    Grim-faced, the priest stepped away from the road, and brought out his cell.
    “Who are you?” managed Erin through her sobs. “Is she going to be fine?”
    “I’m a nurse, honey,” spoke the woman, her fingers deftly examining Suzie’s limp body. “What your friend really needs right now is a doctor, and they will be here in just a moment.”
    “Will she be fine?” repeated Erin.
    Eileen looked into Erin’s face and saw the despair. Wondering how she’d break the news that her friend might not make it, she decided to give the young girl words of comfort instead.
    “There’s something you can do for your friend, honey—what’s your name, by the way?”
    “Erin. Erin MacKenzie. And this is Suzie Parsley. Tell me she’ll be fine, please, Miss? It’s all my fault. She saw me and started across the road. She didn’t see the car coming and…”
    The girl broke down in sobs once again, and Eileen put her arms around her.
    “Do you know how to pray, Erin, honey?”
    Erin nodded, and folded her hands together.
    “Pray to the good Lord that he may spare Suzie’s life, all right? Can you do that for me?”
    Erin nodded again, and squeezed her eyes tightly shut, scrunching up her face, then started whispering something unintelligible under her breath.
    Eileen didn’t risk moving Suzie, though her position in the middle of the street was fraught with danger. The car that had run her over had rolled to a stop against the curb, and blocked traffic, which was at least a good thing.
    Luckily there wasn’t much traffic now anyway, because of the weather. It had started snowing again, and white flakes fluttered down all around her, quickly covering the car’s tire tracks.
    She wondered briefly if the police wouldn’t have to take note of the tracks to determine culpability. As it was, both she and Ramon could bear witness, as could Erin.
    A strange calm had descended on the street along with the white falling from the sky, and suddenly she wondered what had happened to the driver of the culprit car.
    She didn’t want to leave Erin and Suzie, however. Glancing over, she noticed the driver’s side door of the car was open, but from this angle she couldn’t see if anyone was still inside.
    Then she heard the sound of sirens renting the air, and Ramon came hurrying back.
    “They’re coming,” he said quite unnecessarily, and crouched beside her, staring down at the unfortunate girl. Suzie’s face was completely pale now, all the blood drained, and Eileen feared the worst.
    “How is she?” whispered Ramon.
    She merely shook her head, then looked skyward, indicating the girl’s fate now rested in the hands of the Lord.
    Ramon’s face was grave, and he gritted his teeth as his gaze turned to the car. Rising swiftly to
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