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"Quinn, I accidentally hit someone when I was driving earlier. I think… I think it was your son!" The day after my friend, Owen Jolin, gets his driving license, he insists on driving to the kindergarten to pick up his son by himself. I advise him to spend a few more days practicing his driving skills, seeing as that road is always packed with trucks. But he just rolls his eyes at me. "Don't worry about me. I'm super good at driving, you know!" After that, he stomps on the gas pedal and speeds away in his car. But a short while later, he calls me on the phone, and he sounds extremely frightened. He tells me that he has hit someone outside the kindergarten. He said the child is completely drenched in blood, and he somehow looks like my son, Elliot Shelby. I'm stunned, to say the least. Elliot has come down with a fever today, so he's skipped school for the day. Then… who on earth did Owen kill?
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Owen froze. "He was mean to you?"Elliot nodded.Tears streamed down Owen's face as he whispered, "This is fate."The police took him away. They also took Principal Newman and the school nurse in for questioning.I stood at the kindergarten entrance with Elliot in my arms, watching the police car disappear into the distance.Three months later, Owen's case went to trial, and I attended the hearing.In the courtroom, he stood in the defendant's box, looking so gaunt that he was barely recognizable. Half his hair had gone white. His eyes were hollow.The prosecutor charged him with intentional homicide. The evidence was overwhelming.Owen's lawyer argued that he'd only meant to teach me a lesson, not actually kill anyone. It was a case of mistaken identity.The prosecutor stood, his voice firm and resonant. "He intended to kill an innocent child. That's intentional homicide. Mistaken identity doesn't change the charge. What's more, that child was his own biological son!"The co
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Owen covered his ears and crouched on the ground, shaking his head frantically.An officer moved forward to help him up. Owen shoved him away hard, then lifted his head, tears streaming down his face."Officer, I'm begging you, please help me find my son! He has to be somewhere in the kindergarten! I specifically told him not to leave the classroom. What's going on here?"A young teacher nearby spoke up hesitantly. "I… I remember Liam was wearing that blue hoodie this afternoon."She pulled out her phone and scrolled to a photo. "I just remembered that we took a class photo this afternoon. Look."Owen took the phone. In the picture, Liam stood in the front row, smiling at the camera.He was wearing that blue hoodie. Around his neck hung a small gold chain.Owen had put it on him the day he was born. Liam had never taken it off.Owen stared at the photo. All the life seemed to drain out of him. The phone slipped from his hand and hit the ground with a crack.Slowly, he turned t
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"Why should we forget it?" I stared at Principal Newman."That's not what you said when you were stopping me from calling 911 earlier."Principal Newman had no comeback. Owen looked like he wanted to say something else, but I was done wasting my breath on him.I pulled out my phone and dialed 911 right in front of him. "Hello, 911? I need to report an incident."Owen lunged for my phone. I dodged to the side."Are you insane? Why are you calling the police?"I ignored him and spoke into the phone. "This is Sunshine Kindergarten. There's been a car accident with injuries. We need officers here."I hung up and looked at Owen. "You wanted to be reasonable, right? Let the police sort it out."Less than ten minutes later, a patrol car pulled up.Two officers walked in. When they saw the child on the ground, their expressions hardened."What happened here?"Principal Newman's face went pale. He hurried forward. "Officers, this is just a misunderstanding. We're handling it.""Ther
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Owen had no response.I continued. "I just bought that car. It cost 300 thousand dollars. Now the front end is totaled, and repairs will cost at least 50 thousand. You're paying.""50 thousand?" Owen shrieked. "Are you trying to rob me?""Then wait for the dealership's quote. You'll pay whatever the bill says. I won't ask for a cent more.""I don't have that kind of money!" He started playing the victim, his eyes reddening. "I just got my license. I don't even have a job. Where am I supposed to get money? You're trying to ruin me!"I laughed. "A minute ago, you were offering 50 thousand to settle things. Now you can't afford it?"His expression shifted several times. He stammered but couldn't form words.Principal Newman quickly stepped in. "How about this? Let's set the car issue aside for now. We can discuss it after we handle the child's situation—""No." I cut him off, my tone firm."This gets settled today. The kid being fine is one thing. The car being wrecked is another
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I clenched my fists. "That's impossible! My mother's home with him. He couldn't have come!"Owen laughed mockingly. "Then call and ask. That'll settle it, won't it?"He held out the phone to me. I stared at his face, suddenly uneasy.I took the phone, my hand shaking as I dialed. After a few ring
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What did he just say?Blood rushed to my head."You'd better wait right there. I'm calling the police now."I reached for my phone, then remembered Owen had taken it from me. "Give me back my phone!"Owen instinctively stepped back, hiding the phone behind him. "No way. You can't call the police
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I lunged toward Principal Newman like someone grasping at a lifeline. "Principal Newman, call 911! A child's been hit, and he's still alive!"Principal Newman's gaze fell on the child lying on the ground, his expression shifting. "Don't panic. Let me take a look."He turned and said something to a
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My mind buzzed, unable to process what I'd just heard. I spoke without thinking."What… What did you say?"My friend, Owen Jolin, replied, "I drove in to pick up my kid and hit the gas instead of the brake. I hit a little boy, and there was blood all over his face. He was wearing that blue hoodie,
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