I Got A DUI To Save My Life
Language: en
The day I got my license suspended for a DUI, I didn't panic. My best friend did. In the life before this one—that other timeline where I was too naive to see the knife coming—she had borrowed my car for our annual family memorial trip back home. On a dark, winding road, she hit and killed an octogenarian. She pushed it all onto me, telling the highway patrol I was the one driving. Even my boyfriend stood by her, a willing accomplice providing the perjured testimony that pinned the murder on me. I was torn to shreds—literally. The dead man’s family cornered me, and I died after being…