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Monica gripped the steering wheel, trying to see the road in front of her. This wasn't the easiest task in the world. It had begun to snow an Stunde ago, and the solid sheet of white was blinding. Clenching her teeth, she ordered, "Chandler, honey, put the map down."
"The 'honey' doesn't fool me. You're pissed, aren't you?" Chandler quipped, recoiling slightly at his fiancé's anger. The road map crinkled in his hands, making Mehr noise that she didn't need at the moment. He fiddled with it for several Sekunden before...
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