The morning started out bright, then darkened suddenly as a rainstorm pummeled Fiorella's windshield while she was on her way to Austin. Experienced in bad-weather driving, Fio took her foot off the pedal and kept the car aimed straight ahead until she caught sight of a broken white line, then rode the side of it carefully for the next five miles.
The other cars had slowed down too, but not as much as Fio. What was her problem, and why was everything so dark?
Oops. She still had her sunglasses on.
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