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I gasped as her skis caught deep powder, and she began swishing back and forth She was going fast! My heart leapt into my throat

Better go now or you’re gonna lose her, my mind warned

I wanted to turn back the clock Go back twenty ondola one last ti before the fire Drinking hot chocolate spiked with Kahlua, alongside the twenty-five or so other UMASS students rapping up our much-needed winter break with us

Faith was alging, with a blizzard of snoirling around her

Dammit

This was it My YOLO moment Only, if you checked the internet, not every YOLO moment ended well for everyone

No Some ended horrifically, in fact

Morgan!

I slipped on rip on my poles…

And pushed off, over the edge

Two

MORGAN

I was right The slope was steep Steep and narrow and choked with loose snow; almost as if no one else on the entire mountain had made this run all day

There wasn’t a doubt in , skiing was the one physical activity I was really good at Chalk that victory up to my parents, who forced hout my childhood

Really Morgan? Are you co?