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Ruth Fever (Excerpt)
by
Beverly J. Scott
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Squealing
tires and screeching too-late-used brakes preceded the explosive collision
that ripped away the twilight-quiet of the area and left a twisted,
smoldering mass of sheet metal and shattered glass. Loud snaps, angry
popping, mini salvos igniting tiny individual fires in grassy areas,
created a disaster that washed the neighborhood with dissension and
vibration. The mangled mass of material that had once been two vehicles
lay now in an unidentifiable heap. Within minutes the sound of sirens
reverberated through the streets heralding the arrival of police,
ambulance, paramedic’s and the fire squad. Police quickly determined
that there was no need for rescue. There were no survivors. Still-bodies
were hastily pulled from the burning wreckage before a major explosion
sent rescuers scurrying for cover. Later, news people would disclose the
presence of alcohol at the scene; attest to the fact that the young couple
was obviously inebriated. That fact was the single item ever released
about the young couple. Only two obituaries appeared in print, notices
that detailed the pertinent facts about Mr. and Mrs. Dennison and Ruth
Dennison, their one surviving heir. All other details of the accident,
including the names of the other couple involved, were mysteriously
squelched.

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