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Howdershelt, Ed

"An Encounter in Atlanta"


Then the power line slapped the side of the car and rebounded so quickly
that Cade had no chance to swing at it. He could only brace the stave crossways
in front of the oncoming power line and hope things would go well.
The heavy line smashed through the wooden stave and hit Cade's chest like a
baseball bat, knocking him flat and slapping him twice more across the chest and
legs.
With each smashing slap, the line sent massive amounts of electricity
through Cade to the ground. He was barely conscious enough to see Mandi grab the
cable and wrestle with it to prevent it from slamming him again, then he passed
out.
Someone was patting his face and calling his name. He opened his eyes to see
Mandi kneeling beside him. Behind her he saw the power line knotted around
around the broken pole.
"Hi," he said. "Thanks. It was gonna get me again."
"Everything's okay now. How do you feel?"
Cade gave that some thought, then flatly said, "Ow."
Chuckling, Mandi asked, "Can you move?"
"Damned if I know. Gimme a minute and I'll find out."
Although his arms and legs were still jangling from the electricity, they
shakily lifted and moved a bit on command.


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