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Stickshifts and Safetybelts

Jacob had never been so grateful for an injury. Seth’s arm held tight around his waist as he limped along to meet Sarah, who waited at her two-door hatchback at the curb. Sarah wouldn’t be able to tell that both his legs were weak for a different reason. He barely noticed the injured foot now, as long as he didn’t put too much weight on it. He wasn’t sure if that was because of the ice or because it was already getting better; most likely, he was just too distracted to feel the pain.

Sarah hurried over to help. She lifted Jacob’s other arm over her shoulders, and she and Seth almost levitated him the rest of the way to the car. Jacob felt silly needing so much help, especially since he didn’t, actually. He could have walked on it if he had to.

“It’s really not that bad,” he complained. He had been doing just

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