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The agony was growing unbearable.

Hannah Baker fumbled for her phone and called Trish.

"Where are you?" Hannah Baker gasped into the speaker, beads of sweat the size of peas rolling down her forehead.

"Mrs. Carter, I'm stuck in heavy traffic," Trish replied anxiously over the line. "Can you try walking out to the park entrance on your own first? Cars aren't allowed inside the park."

"But I..