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A squabbling father and daughter have a meeting with fate on Halloween eve
The man slipped his cigarette out the narrowly-opened driver’s side window and hurriedly cranked it closed, crudely cursing the torrential rain outpacing the frantic windshield wipers. His daughter sulked moodily against the far door, curled into a limber knot. Her finger sketched a pattern on the fogged glass that had meaning only to her. “Give me a smoke, Dad. I’m out.” Her voice held a mocking, wheedling tone. His voice was raw. Damned sore throat just wouldn’t...