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She hardly felt Dan lift her into the passenger seat. He stood in the open door.

“You can get through this,” he said. “Squeeze my hands.”

She tried, but her body seemed to have no will of its own. It was as if her mind was imprisoned somewhere dark and terrifying.

“We’ll do it together.” He squeezed her fingers for a slow count of five and then relaxed.

After several moments of the gentle pressure to her hands, she was able to squeeze back. Her breaths became less shuddering, and she grew aware of her surroundings. The late afternoon sun poked through the clouds, outlining Dan’s strong shoulders, and revealed his look of concern tinged with quiet confidence.

You can get through this.

She continued to breathe and squeeze until she could get the words out, a stumbling gush of details that made his face go from concerned to enraged.

“I am going to see that guy in prison if it’s the last thing I ever do on this planet.”